Your Worry, His Peace! - Poem by Idogun Esohe
Confused of how to tackle the problem looking me straight in the eye.
I stood up, making circular turns around the couch
That was lying dormant in the sitting room.
Beating my brains out;
trying to think of an idea that could turn this wit's end around.
But no! My mind had a lot going on.
I couldn't ponder! I couldn't assimilate!
Then a still voice stirred up from within,
Like a smoke coming out from an exhaust pipe.
The voice saiid, ' the shortest distance between your problem and it's solution,
Is the distance between your knees and the floor.
This sentence flooded my mind like a cascade of water.
With a cracked smile,
I learnt how to exchange my worry with the peace of God.
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