The Power In Mindfulness Poem by Gerald Opio

Worthy of being revered,
not emotional as the heart,
but it executes commands to it,
the mind is a controlling unit,
without it, we wouldn't be anywhere.
It aids us in discerning,
between right and wrong,
but still, wrong decision it makes,
making us anxious if things don't go as planned, surging us in a state of melancholy.
However, the beauty about it,
is that it is the same mind we use to seek for remedy, through pondering over and over again,
hence bailing us out from the problem we created for ourself.
Our mind, our own worst enemy.
But still, our own good friend in times of trouble.
Henceforth, the power is in mindfulness.
Thinking before you act,
But not acting before you think.
Nevertheless, somethings are beyond our control,
evenif you do things right,
it will still turn out the other way round.
But irrespective of the outcome, we shouldn't be overly hard on ourselves.
Because we deserve so much self-love, in a world void of it.
Due to overly seeking for external validity, comfort and company.