Walking among the lost
Years lose time
Words mean less
Paths interconnect randomly
A dwindling mind
Gathers no light
poetry and some more
poetry and some more
Walking among the lost
Years lose time
Words mean less
Paths interconnect randomly
A dwindling mind
Gathers no light
Life is not the way it looks, rather it's the way we see it
Memories, Thoughts and Recipes
Recipes, tips, and interesting facts about life in general and quick and green gourmet cooking. Because life is short, and time is precious.
What Lies Beneath It All?
Nicole
I like this better than a rolling stone gathers no moss… May He save our minds from dwindling…
Greetings,
Thank you for this poem which highlights the value of aim, focus, and self-discipline, even when it seems like one is walking against the common current.
All good wishes,
robert
Hi, Sonya I like the line a dwindling mind gathers no light.