News

Most days I wake up

thinking of distant friends, who

stay close in my heart,

or the sounds 

of chanting monks,

a certain calming start.

I avoid The News,

it’s not useful

and it triggers me,

breeds only discomfort,

fear, anxiety, and my

old favorite, PTSD.

The news doesn’t 

show us reality,

neither human nor divine.

Peace, love and rescue

are my realities, don’t 

know about others, but it’s mine.

When I want more,

I give thanks for what I have.

It’s a payable price, quite fair

The The News

is just the planet’s cry

for meditation, more prayer.