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30 Day Blogging Challenge PROMPT March 27th Someone shared the poem βThe Troughβ by Judy Brown with me today and I want to pass it on to you. I found it incredibly comforting during this time of global crisis. In your entry today, write about how the poem makes you feel, or write a poem of your own. The Trough Judy Brown There is a trough in waves, a low spot where horizon disappears and only sky and water are our company. And there we lose our way unless we rest, knowing the wave will bring us to its crest again. There we may drown if we let fear hold us in its grip and shake us side to side, and leave us flailing, torn, disoriented. But if we rest there in the trough, in silence, being in the low part of the wave, keeping our energy and noticing the shape of things, the flow, then time alone will bring us to another place where we can see horizon, see land again, regain our sense of where we are, and where we need to swim. I find it inspirational in that we must remember in this time of overwhelming uncertainty, much like the waves, we need to rest there and not let panic take us down. If we rest and breathe, we will be able to reorient ourselves and find our way out. As I read it, I could feel the panic and disorientation that comes with that wave, just like I feel the uncertainty of our current global situation. But as the poem moves forward, I am able to remind myself to relax and let myself move through this because I know it is only a passing moment in time. Thank you for sharing this. Here is my own poem inspired by hers... Just Breathe We struggle. Push and panic Feel ourselves go under; We flail, Get entangled in the undergrowth That threatens to pull us down And hold us Confined Forgotten. But relax. Let your body float. Breathe. As you resurface And wait for the panic To subside, It will With time. Breathe. Fill yourself up Your strength will return Your way will emerge And you will carry on Stronger for the experience Just so long as you see it through And believe You can make it It is not your time To succumb To the depths Of despair. |