Relax Poem by EMMALINE ORTIZ

Sitting alone in a quiet place
Defining 'What is life'
Looking far beyond at nothing.
Wondrin' what kind of future is there to face
Thinking 'what is right'
Soul-searching while fall season is forthcoming.

As the wind blows, improving the silence
Everything around shows no signs of violence
When pain runs through the veins feeding the soul with sorrow
The heart grows wiser, believing there's a whole new world tomorrow.

Be strong, be calm. Just be humble every time
It won't take long, it will soon come. Just don't stumble; be sublime.

September 20,2009
Winnipeg, Manitoba