Make the Future

When worry sets
upon my chest
about a future
of unrest,

I feel its tightening 
grasp of fear.  
It sets the tone
and draws it near.

Then JOY I choose
instead of pain,
for worry and fear,
they have no gain.

My heart lifts up.
It opens wide,
so all the light 
can fill inside.

I take a breath
and let it in.
I make the future
bright again.

– Vyana