Poem 4

So I find myself
Again in transition.
Flux as one would say.
Crossing bridges and
Ascending stairs
To the next level
Or plateau as
Experiences go.
The only consistent
Is patience and faith.
Mistakes, sins and
Hope is the balance
Of weight that
Sits upon my scale.
Just be.
Being is the answer.
Do not think or
Act with emotion.
Simply be.
Exist on a level
Of harmony and
Inner peace will
Light the way
Through the darkness
Of fearful confusion.