Oh Worry

With one hand on my chest

And the other on my belly ,

I feel the rise and fall

Of each breath I take .

I make each breath deeper

And slower .

With each inhale ,

I ask God to refresh 

And still my soul .

On the busies of days 

And when I worry 

I should make room for God .

When I set aside a time 

To rest with God and pray .

I can better serve the rest of the day .

                                       I Love You All

                                       By Brock 

PS