“Not enough,” cried the poet. “What I have done is never enough.”
“Calm down,” whispered his soul. “It’s not for you to say what is enough. Keep growing, keep practicing, keep on, spread what joy you can, sow the thoughts in rich soil, and tend the garden and see what you harvest.”
Published by WarrenBluhm
Wordsmith and podcaster, Warren is a reporter, editor and storyteller who lives near the shores of Green Bay with his wife, two golden retrievers, Dejah and Summer, and Blackberry, an insistent cat. Author of It's Going to Be All Right, Echoes of Freedom Past, Full, Refuse to be Afraid, Gladness is Infectious, 24 flashes, How to Play a Blue Guitar, Myke Phoenix: The Complete Novelettes, A Bridge at Crossroads, The Imaginary Bomb, A Scream of Consciousness, and The Imaginary Revolution.
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