the resin of hard work lay before me as I make my way back to the realm attempting to stand at the helm and I remember when there was no wind in this place just too many creatures in a small space but then the sun broke through the clouds and I began to think out loud and there were two mornings on that day the first one washed the night away and in the second I joined the fight with righteous dreams and a probing heart hoping to play a part
Bravo! A positive message; feisty and spunky!
thanks John, but TBH I'm reaching