Fruitless starts and stops. Endless searches through the debris of worthless thoughts in a feeble, desperate attempt to find the gems of understanding. Buried are priceless ideas of greatness waiting to be excavated then expressed in dancing words that streak our mind with the paint of discovery. Construct a racing rocket, design the perfect wheel, detail the tenderness of love, showcase the betrayal of hate. So search until you find, don't let discouragement blind. For disguised in these shinny gems of greatness we find the worth within ourselves.