Open Poetry #45 |
Calling |
martiniat8 Senior Member
since 2003-06-21
Posts 897Prague, Bohemia, Czech Republic |
Ye of wounded spirit and heart do not fret it tizz but the start of something new I've placed you here, unaware of your calling look up, listen quiet your mind for the world and those who know not your spirit merely confuse and confound You are my child and I draw you near hear, here listen to your heart look up, look up and smile my child |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Kenneth, this moistens my eyes. It is most poignant and beautiful. I was just having a conversation with my child, my grown up son ... and I know what you mean. Love, Margherita |
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jbstillwater Member
since 2009-07-03
Posts 216Albuquerque, New Mexico |
Well, first of all let me just say I luv your name. Mine would be similar except mine would read martini at 6 (lol) Love this beautiful and deeply spiritual poem. Jan |
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