I thought my energy was exhausted, that the journey was over - that there was no way forward,
The food reserves have been exhausted, and the time has come to retreat into silence.
But I find that your will has no end in me.
As soon as the old words die on the tongue, new music comes in from the heart;
The old path is lost, and new fields magically unfold before us.
----------Tagore
(I really don't know how to write copy, so forgive me, I borrowed a poem from Rabindranath Tagore.)
Criticism and guidance are welcome, and I hope you can support me.
If you can give me a little support
This is a long way to go
There is always the motivation to keep going