Some days,
the monkeys in your mind
don’t want to go back in their cages.
They would rather swing from limb to limb
calling and cackling and cavorting
keeping you stirred up and uncertain.
But if you wait,
patiently.
If you resist the urge to
raise your voice,
wave your hands,
or throw rocks at the trees
to get them going in a desired direction.
If you let their unruliness
make no impression on you.
They will settle,
eventually.
And so will you.