Panic, Poetic Asides

 

Panic

 

Panic seems so far away,

Now, that I’m in the comfort of my home

Without the lost passport, missed planes,

And hospital beeps.

 

In the stillness of the morning

Having my quiet time with Jesus

Who brings the calm and peace

And I wonder how I ever get so close to panic.

 

It’s like when you’re hot

And can’t remember what it’s like to be cold.

Or when you’re cold

And can’t imagine sweating in the sun.

 

I know that panic isn’t as far away as it seems.

It may be just around the corner.

That’s why the Word says

To set your mind on things above.