Records of the past are screaming to be found.
Running in the dark I started searching for the sound.
Off the beaten path and past the trees,
Down the broken trail ‘til the seasons change their leaves.
Battered and beaten I looked towards the sun,
And find it’s not the war but just another battle I have won.
Nothing is what it seems as I skip by the stream,
Tricks and guarded hearts trap talents in a dream.
When my survival is threatened and I am brought to my knees,
Thoughts become tangled and doubt is all I see.
The path requires sacrifice and faith to withstand.
Motivation diminishes but discipline will be a trusted friend.
Accepting what is, the time comes to stand and fight.
Grateful hearts build character for those who found the sight.
Take care of yourself and allowing the light to lead,
Character is forged, for the human spirit knows how to succeed.
© 2020 Nicole L West
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Nicole West
Storytelling allows the gift of inspiration to enlighten your whole being. My writings enhance personal development and spark creativity through stories that take you outside the box.
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