On A Stone
There is a time in one's life.
When you must stop and see all that you have done
in your journey of knowledge and growing.
You would ask yourself...
How did I prosper?
Did I share what I learned?
Grow and touch others of my wisdom?
Or did all that I share and put forth die ?
Like seeds fallen on a stone?
When you must stop and see all that you have done
in your journey of knowledge and growing.
You would ask yourself...
How did I prosper?
Did I share what I learned?
Grow and touch others of my wisdom?
Or did all that I share and put forth die ?
Like seeds fallen on a stone?
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