Discretion: Meeting Doubt

Many things to do,
Big chores afoot,
So much to catch up on
But finding time and energy,
That’s always the trouble.

Pain and difficulty bubbled up
And I misplaced my metta,
How could I forget?
I forgot that too!

Change is coming
And it’s not just the weather,
A wind is blowing through
But for what? —Ill or better?

No matter what plans I make
There’s always the unexpected break,
The job that won’t wait
Or the unanticipated accident;

Anxiety’s in the air,
A whiff of fear;
What’s happening next?
Will it be up to specs?

Will I be able to take it?
Or will the hurricane
Produce a fit
Or another hit?

Not sure where this is going,
Uncertainty is the theme,
What about the unseen?
That which I cannot interrogate,

I really must let go of doubt
And turn towards some useful work,
It’s better to keep on that
Than worry and fret all day.