All Seems Alright

It will not stay this way for long But now at this moment All those I care about All seems alright - Unless I think too much And now the thought Of a very sick dear friend comes And I understand It will never be completely alright There will always be a reason for concern- Must we know then How to control our minds And stop ourselves from thinking? And instead live in a fictitious complete joy? Can happiness be found only in focusing on partial truth and reality In knowing how to look now Only at what is good and true and beautiful?