consider the events of the day
where may I face conflict
where may I encounter resentment
Remember
whatever the difficulty
You are not disturbed
unless you allow it
You are not the buoy
buffeted by the waves
You are the waves
You are not the sand
amid its ceaseless shifting
You are the rock
upon which the waves break
You are not the panic
of the faceless crowd
You are the saguaro
the desert sentinel
patient and calm
as the sun bakes
and the wind blows
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