Breaking Free of Impatience

I've mastered the art of falling apart....
so fast i don't know how.
When thinking back...
When keeping track, of things I would allow.
I'm not sure why I fell apart, but swiftly are its wings.
I can't find time to search myself
for sentimental things.
So when I start to think about..
the things that make me seethe
I close my eyes and remind myself
to relax a little and breathe. 
Remember your patience...
Forget your troubles
your intolerance and your greed.
For when you find your wild card...
your wild soul will be freed.

(picture by yours truly)