Wisdom In Calmness Poem by Bob McBobson

Eyes colored fire
Mind clouded by piercing smoke
Death is soon at hand

A single snowflake
A tear with serene power
Flows into the thought

One moment, so small
Only one thought is needed
One choice: such power

Power is swiftness
It is the blinding fury
It levels its path

Yet, haste’s gift is pain
The wise are those who can think
Mind controls the rest

Vision shows the path
Vision is revealed by thought
You must think to see