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relieving my heart
of all its pangs
my mind
of all its burden
my body
of all its aches
rolling them
into the back of
beyond
building my tent
in the now
where the ghosts
of old wrongs
and woes
abide not
A wise lesson often difficult to implement. 🙂
Really difficult to implement truly. So right, but can be relaxing, if you believe and wiling (:
I love this poem! Especially building my tent in the now!
Thanks so much for your ever encouraging comments.
Wishing you a pleasant day.
Blessings to you!