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Line of inquiry by contest sponsor: "instrumentalising mind, I rested thought employing it only when needed shifting to heart, I became self-taught gentling touch, voice of conscience heeded" Oh, restless mind. Why can’t you sleep? A reel of film, you roll on and on sometimes all night and into early dawn. Were I a willow, would I always weep? Oh, rattling voice inside my mind, please pause so I may enjoy peace. My consciousness I need to release. Tranquility I wish to find. Willow – in silence – is able to dwell though she trembles when strong winds blow. Of unwanted thoughts I need to let go. They are tempests that I must quell. My mind must become as a calm breeze breathing soft words of a love that sweetly whispers from above caressing willow with gentle ease. In God’s light I wish to abide. With beauty born of listening to the voice that teaches mindfulness is the wise choice. Then love’s shelter, as a willow, I might provide.
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