An Alternative

there is a prowess, one no one knows it lies within the words, you last spoke tirelessly searching, for that neat change a meaning benign, you expect it to find

sugar and spice, flavors in spite treading the smell, of the aroma so ripe you walk the land, following the scent closing in, each step as you do not make haste

words of sighs, oofs and ahh’s you grow a bit tired, and you still try hard aiming to make it to that test to try your best, to set your deep print

marks that speak, your struggles and heart your idle worries, that tore through across the ones you sailed, and the ones you had drowned the change you had set, and the change you have found

Peace, Thank you so much for reading.