Woosh

Whirlwind, wooshing around my head.
Thoughts, concerns, worries
all cascading and clashing and crashing between my ears
So much to do
and I am laying under the pile that is my to do list
but still a smile creeps onto my face
The anxieties that over powered me are nothing
they crushed me
but now,
they are nothing.
I may be squeezed in a vice constructed by my own fears
but
I am not without
I have it.
It
What I have sought after was already with me
and all my wandering wonder submits to it,
and I smile.
The end is better than the beginning.
The end is a new beginning.
I smile.

PriscyMarie