"Pacing the nothingness of my mind" Often, of late, it seems I've been suffering from this same affliction. Makes it damn hard to write, but you somehow seem to manage to keep coming up with good stuff.
So lithe a poem, such girth in its message. "Where no tracks are ever left." is originality galore, as is: a thought "That I had never seen before." Those gleam. Well, I sure do want to keep the following two lines in the front of my cupboard: "There was little to ponder./I was to saunter forth." The epitomy of calmness, and calmness is the greatest strength of all, I believe. Thank you for the clarity of this script ~~ Diana