Th endless spiral staircase
winds wearisomely towards a tower
without a view.
The line is drawn-out
minutes move like hours,
doubt devours progress,
fear corkscrews.
When weak, paralyzed and
out of breath,
don’t regress,
don’t cower;
step into your power.
©2024 | K.F. Hartless





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