a forest of thoughts with pathways of grit bordered by the ageless unbending, yet graceful willow trees waving me on effortlessly with the wind of yesteryear I traverse the pathways crushing fear underfoot grittily determined to endure with grace as my companion and pockets full of pebbles slowly being ground into the gritty sands of time
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mikesnexus 
Hi.
What was your inspiration for this poem? It certainly gave me a lot to think about, especially the second part. You are a gifted author and I hope you are compiling your poetry for publishing.
Regards.
Faadiel >
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Hi Faadiel … well the inspiration comes from a personal journey I have been walking for some time now .. and the need to keep pushing on ..for healing. Thank you for your kind words re my writing, ..I have an anthology ready for self publication, just need to raise the capital to do it š
Regards Mike
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