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