During my period of virtual inactivity I decided to become a blogger and freelance writer but I struggled to get noticed and success came slowly, so I was inspired to write a poem about my predicament.
As a Root Out of a Dry Ground
I climb up the wall, ladder and the hierarchy
I grow, blossom and release heavenly aromas
But no one picks me or even notices me
I don’t want to be a cornerstone the church builders neglected
I don’t want to be a rock on the shore but the sun in the sky
But what can I do or say when I’m always rejected?