After reading a blog of someone who has been very supportive during my adventure, I decided to be a bit creative. Her blog sometimes feels like poetry and here goes my clumsy attempt:
My fortress stands tall, the ramparts are strong and deep.
Darkness of clouds and storm are all about.
No comings and goings without my say, but in the stillness of the night or day I send a plea,
a message posted for all to see.
To my surprise, streams of light flow back,
those I have met and those I have not send messages back and the storms and clouds cease to be.
Sorry, but it seems that there is a creative side that some times must be released. I hope my metaphors of blogging aren't to transparent.