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Destine to be all in one, proclaimed to be that of greatness on the road full of mud and water. Just simply traveling alone with ones-self. Lost in translation with no sense of direction, leading to the entrance to the final destination. I tend to find that I am bound by past spirits and old ways that have been left behind in a culture that is no more. find myself wondering why I still follow the ancient practices…… One must suggest that I am nothing more than an ordinary educated civilian. Yet, one must believe I can rise so far above my station………… Then I am headed for greatness. A destiny that I can no longer run from, nor can I hide. For my future to run through my veins and pump through my heart and proving those who feel that I am nothing more than short of amazing is what I am willing to do. Though sometimes I get stuck in the mud, God sends down a vine, and I pull out of the rut with little struggle. I do not know how long this road is, though I know that I shall enjoy the walks, trolls, and brisk strides down it and take note to the translator I shall meet along the way. I will take heed to their warnings and listen carefully to their wisdom.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Great wisdom shared in the poetry dear Tiffany. I hope you keep writing. Your poetry is so good. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote