The muddy waters remind me of the days of mixed up thoughts,
When circumstances are beyond our control and comprehension.
When the mind has no clue how to clear the clutter up,
And the heart shouts that it too has apprehension.
When I know I need to sieve unwanted speculations,
The ones that affect my integrity and peace.
Yet it rains uncertainty every now and then,
And mixes up the unwanted sandy ideas with ease.
Yet I move on swiftly through the circumstances,
The mountains never ever dare to cease me.
The greens help me appear beautiful throughout
To touch each pebble, each blade of grass, I am free.
Simi
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