In the Rough

Introverted Sage

A moment to breathe
That's all I need but
Constant upheaval
Is all that I see.
Change, grow, produce, show
All the pressures put on me. 
In the dirt the diamonds grow
Until one day they are released. 

~I.S.~

  • Author: Introverted Sage (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 1st, 2024 13:11
  • Comment from author about the poem: 27.2023.08 More here: https://open.substack.com/pub/introvertedsage/p/restart?r=29gi64&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 3
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  • GenXer Sharon 🙏🍀

    Diamonds are formed under pressure; beautiful!

    • Introverted Sage

      Thank you!

      • GenXer Sharon 🙏🍀

        Thank you for sharing your unique writings. In some ways I can relate; your work is extraordinary!

        • Introverted Sage

          Thank you! I appreciate the positive and inspiring messages in your work. I relate to your work also

          • GenXer Sharon 🙏🍀

            That means a lot.



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