You reach a point
Has you convinced
You’ve done it right,
That you’d persist
Thus without doubt,
Despite held plight
And risk of drought,
Refuses to detract
Obeying ones intuit,
That finds shed light
On wants get it done
With implied insight,
Hence doing it right
In spite of perchance,
Fickle fate chose slight
To state obvious stand,
Bids ne’er a guarantee!
I know that point. Great poem! 🙂
Thank you Paulette! And a good place to reach, isn’t it ? As well it seems you’ve reached it again with your latest book, my dear friend, which I am looking forward to read. Jean-Jacques