Worry
is for the foreseen;
that which we can imagine.
The unforeseen,
the unimagined,
is never worried for.
The uninvited is received
by our most natural reaction.
A credit and a testament
unto ourselves.
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2 comments:
Very well said — though I can't help but that think, for some of us, it's the unknown that drives us mad.
Thanks for comments guys.
3rdWorst: Daily news events leave me unable to disagree :-)
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