Tiny Vessels
As I listen to the pitter patter against my icy window
I am transported back to simpler times
I see myself, a tiny vessel
full of beautiful curiosity and untamed energy
The thoughts that consume me
are only those of each moment
Worry was not a reality
because worry is not reality
It is simply a manifestation of the mind
meant to tame the wild soul inside us
Set it free
and you will know life
Copyright © Britt Rose | Year Posted 2014
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