NPM: Poem #2 To Stress...or to Rest

Today, I write...for my own National Poetry Month Challenge, as I have accepted The Sonnet level...or fourteen poems this month, one every other day.

StReSs!

Just have to say,
No one has time for this.
Others I must delay,
For added tasks I must list.

Good people.
Good friends.
Earning doubly.
Decisions to defend.

Mastery.  Not a goal.
Perfection.  Not a goal.
Domination.  Goal.
Oppression.  Goal.

Result:  Depression.
Result:  Anger.
Result: Disgust.
Result:  Not disappointed.

To be disappointed,
One must miss the expectation.
No expectations.
No disappointment.

Too much stress.
Not good.
Not healthy.
Too much stress.

Decisions to make.
Decisions to take.
Decisions to share.
Decisions to care.

Rising above.
Rising beyond.
See that water?
Rolling off that duck's back!

Breathe in.
Breathe out.
Repeat.

Time to de-stress.
Refocus.

Now focus.
Choose passion.
Choose mercy.
Choose grace.
Choose love.

Love as Jesus loves me.
Love as Jesus loves others.

Choosing the gods on which not to stress,
For my God chooses me to de-stress.

Tonight, I pray.
Tonight, others pray.
To love as Jesus loves,
Which brings...yes, love.

And mercy.
And grace.
And hope.
And peace.

Breathe in.
Breathe out.

Tonight, I pray.
Tonight, others pray.
To love as Jesus loves,
Which brings...yes, love.

Everyone should have time for that.

Just a thought:

The letters S T R E S S rearrange.
RESTS...minus an S.

She RESTS.

Yes.