Hope

I lay here vexed in my minds eye through this whine ding nomadic journey . Strength fading neither stable . Knocked down , but not stopped yet knocked . My strength tested , broken , for it is no more . But I still move forward through this nomadic whine ding path not sure but feeling ensure I will not stop . Thinking I was clever without doubt whine ding nomadic journey knocked me down again I stand a shell of my former self . Tested , shaken nomadic life thought , mind not sure but endures . Not sure how I land but tossed from one task to the next . Twisted life games as I gleams through with my discerning eye , Piercing through unseen sight out matched my own . Reflected , rejected with a new perception . Taught not teaching listen not speaking humbled not proud , pounded not victorious . But though this nomadic path is still teaching me I stand still , wait on faith shining from above . Though I am weak my faith is might unmatched by life not twist by circumstances . Not shaped by weakness but strength by belief . Belief in a force to great to fathom . So I strive forward unknown to me .