http://slow.writerscafe.org/pbrgrim The original writings of author Pbrgrim en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776343779 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A lonesome road of sticks and mold can turn a soul form warm to cold.If one fails to see the hints that lie beneath the striders prints.Life will make a grown man ache as time flys by and clock hands rotate.Take the rays of the fiery star and make your eyes see what's near and far.For that l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pbrgrim/1297262/ As I place my heavy leather boots down towards the soggy muddy earth I can feel the soft dampness of the soil as it conforms it's self to the imprint of my aggressive rubber treads. My body is low to the ground and each step is meticulous and strategically planned within my sub conscious mind second.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/pbrgrim/1296503/