The page is blank, the mind is still.
But deep inside, a spark takes hold.
Believe in what you're meant to build.
A story waiting to be told.
A single step, a gentle hand—
Your inspiration will expand.
I was working and i don't have any customers for long time only a paper to write and then i think to write also here.
When my mind start thinking something like this come to my mind.
Sometimes, there's an uneasiness with putting thoughts into paper even when deep down were aware that we're more than capable of doing such.
Exactly..the good is every time you write something into paper is forever available like here