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“Fish” by Trevor Witt

You have strayed from your school.
You are lost and feel like a fool.
You are scared.

Swimming in the deep,
The ocean’s water hides the tears you weep.

It does no use to complain.
You must find your own way.

Avoid the sharks.
Find some friends.
Start a new school.

“Stillness” by Trevor Witt

Calm.
Still.
I cannot force myself to move.
I sit patiently for the wait moment to spring into action.
My movements flow from me like river water,
Fed by an ancient glacier.

Silent.
Listening.
Taking it all in.
Until I must speak.
And then, the words blossom.

Beings in turmoil rush ahead.
Rash actions followed by hurried words fed by hurt.

We are caught in the storm,
Tossed about like small animals in a hurricane,
Because we choose to be.

Become still,
And you will be swift.

Be calm,
And you can take on the fury of the storm.

This is the essence of the Way.