To War

I see your face unchanged
and yet inside you scream.

To hide it you lose control,
and this day will never
turn into a night that
finds your head in pillows.

Breathe. Look forward.

Look down
and see
your
feet.

Your legs which
walk
without much help.

Why the frown if the ground
is sturdy and your
heart is strong?

Look
up to
sunshine.

Eyes which are beautiful too
can absorb the view of warmth
and celebration to come.

Sigh. Look ahead.

You've much to stress about the
stress you've gained.

Rest. Look within.

Swirl about your head and
find your hope.

Cup your joy and
catch your grief.

And put them to war.