She arrives home, mind filled
with dates, formulas, vocabulary words.
She wonders how One can be
in a world so busy, with a life
so utterly crazy...An immense pressure
weighs down, pressing onto every nerve.
She wonders how One could have the nerve
to take on the tension that Life
asserts. She wonders why the air pressure
has so much power over the words
the wind whistles and why the clouds must fill
with rain...How could this be?
And why should there be
such Inevitability in life?
Why should there be such forecasts filled
to the rim with rain? And minds reeling with pressure?
And stomachs aching with nerves?
And Everyone going back on their words?
It is said that insomnia, stress, peer pressure
fail to subside as One’s life
progresses. And that One continues to be
plagued by reality as the words
of the future prick, prod and cause internal nerve
damage. Inevitably, tear ducts become filled
to the rim with rain. Nerv-
ousness takes over. Life
takes a backseat. Anxiety applies pressure
to the body, forcibly filling
the mind and soul with threatening words
of what the next chapter will be.
And yet, She wonders why She should be
so heavily consumed in Her unshakeable nerves.
“I am young, still learning, still growing. Life
could still be worth living.” Her internal words
echo in Her mind and tentatively fill
Her heart to the rim with hope. And there goes the pressure.
Acceptance takes over and We remember that life
is brilliant, wondrous, enjoyable--filled
with moments of peace, where one can simply be.