The Troubled Water
Flimppy- winkky the water goes
Slowly hopping the water traversed
Hills and valleys it creates
No matter its nature, it progressed
Though, dinky- lanky it waves
It was troubled.
Swift and slowly it ponders
Calm and cool yonder thy mind
Sought and balance of essence
Implore thy aid, seek thou vast
Vehemently treads calling for a pit
Even in there, lies more troubles
Let it flow, let it be troubled
Look patiently to catch the trouble
For shunning off the trouble needs serenity
Every trouble has its genesis and its end
Get the beginning of yours and the end not far fetched
The power is in you- calm the troubled water.
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