MY POWER by Carolyn Chilton Casas

My Power

by Carolyn Chilton Casas

—after “To Change” by James Crews

Then came the foggy morning

at summer’s sad departing

in what is most likely

the last third of my life

when I understood

that no matter how carefully

I orchestrate my living,

a lot of what happens is not

in my power to control.

What is completely

within my power

is to meet each situation

with kindness,

with compassion for others

and, of course, for myself.

Sometimes the most difficult.

To let it go, as they say, to stop

chewing the cud of wishing

for a different action,

another outcome.

So instead, I look at my face

in the mirror and ask,

Did you show the world

you care today; was your heart

an open reservoir of love?

Carolyn Chilton Casas is a Reiki Master and teacher. Her favorite themes to write about are awareness, healing, and the life journey. Carolyn's articles and poems have appeared in Energy, Odyssey, Reiki News Magazine, The Art of Healing, Touch, and in other publications. You can read more of Carolyn’s work on Instagram at mindfulpoet_ or in her first collection of poems titled Our Shared Breath.

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