Sometimes it happens this way
when you predict least;
You wake up one morning and see with so much clarity
The beauty you have been searching all your life
Explodes and takes you over.
Then worry says at the top of her voice:
"Oh, this is too much for you.
and your are too small to hold it"
Worry cannot realize that
there is nothing you cannot handle
from the center of your life.
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