In the fiery furnace of emotions’ surge

In the fiery furnace of emotions’ surge,
Anger rises, on the verge.
A tempest wild, a storm that’ll urge,
Yet its mastery, to peace, is the bridge.

Quick to ignite, slow to fade,
Its flames can both heal and invade.
But with awareness, its impact can be swayed,
Anger managed, is a blade well-played.

Pause and breathe, count to ten,
Seek the calm, time and again.
For in that moment, find the zen,
Where anger’s storm becomes a gentle rain.

Reflect upon its root and cause,
For understanding can give one pause.
With patience as your guiding laws,
Anger’s grip will loosen its claws.

Anger management, a path so wise,
Where emotions are seen with open eyes.
In its mastery, our true strength lies,
Turning storms into serene skies.