Though in public the mask is held close,

It’s the insides that no one will see.

No one can feel the fear that exists

In the mind of the insecure, the fool.

We just go about our business,

Being the ‘living the dream’ minions

We have become over decades of truth. 

There seems though to be a logic

In understanding the way of things. 

‘When all else has failed’ is the adage

That suggests new mornings will accentuate

What it is we hold to be true in our daily lives.

Stay calm, breathe correctly, and smile.

It’s the autumn that tells us we are

Traveling toward a solution in the distance

That we might appreciate, given a

safe moment that allows our lonely self,

to imagine that goodness exists,

in the true nature of our soul.