I wish to be the unperturbed orange bunch of flowers staring at the rapids sliding furiously down.
Science classes drilled lines, every action has an equal and opposite reaction.
My past reactions always same or equal, kindness for kindness, outburst for outburst.
How l wish, l could unwind and have opposite reaction always, kindness for indifference, equanimity for anger.
I try to swim against tide each day, others angry rapids still drown me in theirs.
I wish to be like the black stones unflinchingly letting the torrents pass by.
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