I used your money to buy a book,
And reading this book it made me look.
It made me look within myself,
And in myself I found a wealth.
A wealth of things I hadn't known.
Scattered seeds not yet sown.
Willow and oak not yet grown.
An embryonic wood to call my own.
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- Published: July 17th, 2025 10:40
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Comments2
Wonderful write of looking within to find all the seeds you need, all you have to do is plant them, enjoyed the read
Thank you so much. Sometimes we need someone or something to plough for us, to rough up the land and help us see what's hidden beneath. In this case a book, North Woods by Daniel Mason was the inspiration.
So right, we are capable of so much more than we realise, just gotta dig deeper
So much to learn as we learn about ourselves. Nice write.
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