Commotion: Out of Balance

Negative mood
But calm in the background;
Let everything be
And got some work done,

Then got pulled
Into everything again;
Compulsive thinking,
And worrying.

The ringing phone
Brought me back
Into now;
Again and again

I used this anchor
In the stormy seas,
So tiresome
And repetitive.

When will this
Exasperating irritation leave?
I will not
Grieve its departure,

But appreciate the contrast;
Yet, alas the difference
Keeps it going,
My ignorance is showing;

My ill will towards
This agitation,
Ensures its recurrence
And perpetuation;

My craving for ease,
Guarantees a continuation
Of these wild swings
From peace to chaos.