When am down there,
At the valley,
At the low land,
My sight is limited,
To what is before me.
I am unable to see beyond.
Not because I have problems with my eyes,
But because I am down there.
When I rise ,
When I climb up the mountain,
I see more!
To as far as my eyes can lead me!
I see bigger and better view of the world around me!
End.
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Irene Mugang Narewec
I got inspired and motivated by other people's work. Their books and teachings molded me to become a leader and agent of change. Am here to give back to the world.
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So meaningful ♦️♦️♦️♦️
Nice! Love it!
This was so deep and uplifting. Loved it!
Beautiful written