Mountains of pressure to which I succumb,

Certainly not pleased with who’ve I become.

Misgivings subdued,

Enhanced fortitude,

With some persistence, I shall overcome.

*Everyone knows I don't follow word count directions well, thus forcing me to resort to adding disclaimers to reach the minimum. As a sonnet writer, I loved the iambic pentameter touch (but wasn't in a sonnet mood this morning).

Divinely im fostered,

in my heart

hear the chime

that bewilders philosophers,

but can't be denied.

This jingle

made ore my quiet heart strings,

as low as a whisper

yet still deafening.

It echoes to endless,

So intriguing to me,

This songs ringing is rising

and picking up key.

Playing from my heart out,

This melody

is reason enough,

it's what fuels me.