Life is stressful, we all know.
Mine’s no different, winds that blow
Come bursting out of skies of gray
And blow debris every which way.

I try and try to keep my head
From spinning, spinning full of dread…
The stress keeps me from keeping peace,
But love’s a precious balm to me.

It makes me think and cry in pain,
But never ever ends the same.
For love that changes everything
In healing hands is holding me.

I must remember as I go
Through life so fast and winds that blow,
That all is well and all is sure
In love that heals forevermore.

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My response to today’s
#Ragtag Daily Prompt #RDP #Balm