Moods change like the weather
Sit cross-legged, eyes closed
Hear: the sound of voices on the air
A car passes
And then silence
Observe: tightness in the chest;
Thought: what is this?
Thought: A memory (The mind plays the scene)
Observe: tightness turns into a dull ache
Thought: That’s so unfair
Hear: the sound of birds chirping
Thought: the baby birds are hungry
Observe: pain disappears;
Observe: I am smiling with my eyes closed
Hear: two-stroke engine splutters to a start
Observe: shoulder muscles tighten
Thought: He does it just to annoy me
Observe: Heart rate quickens
Hear: engine dies.
Observe: I am smiling with my eyes closed.