Fried Rice

Today if I'm anxious I will listen to the wind. I will hear the birds calling one another or just chirping to be heard. I will look around me and describe the brown tree with green moss on its side. The cinder block grey and a leaf inside. The sun orange and warming. A cloud ,fluffy and white. The man with a blue shirt and brown pants and with a plastic pen holder in his left shirt pocket. A truck idling at the local bodega. The blue car with chrome wheels. The couple eating fried rice with chopsticks and laughing. And I will find myself centered on the here and right now. And I will know that I'm ok. Breathe! Let it out! Breathe deeply! I'm fine!!! No one can see me!