NattyAngel

When my mind is still and alone with the beating of my heart, I remember things too easily forgotten: The purity of early love, The maturity of unselfish love that asks -- desires -- nothing but another's good, The idealism that has persisted through all the tempest of life. When my mind is still and alone with the beating of my heart, I can find a quiet assurance, an inner peace, in the core of my being. It can face the doubt, the loneliness, the anxiety, Can accept these harsh realities and can even grow Because of these challenges to my essential being. When my mind is still and alone with the beating of my heart, I can sense m