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This book contains prose writings and poetry for various contests here on WDC. |
| The world throws its turmoil my way But I refuse to follow Along the winding path Through the mine fields Of melodrama and destruction. Thoughts buffet I let them pass I do not cling Or try to protect myself From the onslaught. I sit back and watch As the thoughts tumble Trying to trip me up Or drag me into some Drama filled dilemma I sit; I watch I let them pass In the quiet space between thoughts I let my mind ease I let my heart open And I breathe A peace comes over me And I know All is well with my soul And nothing can touch me here. Lines = 25 Words = 111 I used the title as inspiration - All is well with my soul. ![]() Notes ▶︎ ![]() |