My feet are leading me over the threshold of inner-respect and through the doors to the freedom I’ve always wanted...
My feet are leading me to people I’ve never loved, to places I’ve never understood, to completion...
No rock of peace untouched.
Please tell me what you think
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This is a nice image of a spiritual journey, threshold, door, path through people and places to completion, no rock of peace untouched. I like it, somehow soothing and hopeful.

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I like this poem. I love the ending "no rock of peace untouched"
Well done on this poem it's really good. Great title as well.


