Master of Chaos

I've grown to understand myself.

The caves in my head

I now navigate

smoothly.

One year ago

I let the shouts control me.

They shook me to the core

and sucked me dry - no more.

The chaos beneath my hat

is spread like floating dust;

hovering with controlled gravity.

One year ago

it was chaos.

Through the practice

of self awakenings

and countless mindful moments

I master the mess

that once was.