He was reeling. The truth seemed indistinct and his future uncertain in the face of that unexpected turn. ⁂ Sammie Scribbles Weekend Writing Prompt Use the word "indistinct" and write a piece of poetry or prose in exactly 18 words. ⁂ How did I do? Don't be shy... Tell me what you think!

Hinds Feet in High Places

When you've endured Unending trauma Illness And heartache With silent strength And a steady heart, When you've learned To let others choose Their own path While Walking your own, Though the path seems Impassable, Impossible, Faith takes hold And hinds feet Will carry you To high places

It doesn’t matter

It doesn't matter Who let you down Or how It doesn't matter What things look like Or what has gone wrong It doesn't matter How weak you feel Or how unsure Faith is stronger Hope is a foundation And each step Is ordered