I’m siting in a room

looking at some plants,

trying to be sure

I am the complete self

It seems that’s all we do,

make sure our balance

is matched with an eternal

mirror to our external self.

I’m having a big

me moment here

where everything seems

to rely upon confidence.

What of such little nature

I have right now.

I am scalded by the pressures of the day,

I place upon myself

not having allowances

for ignorance.