i look deep
into the depths
of my soul...
behind the doors
...
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I can never complain that nobody reads my poems and/or doesn't give it any deep attention. Thank you Eric for going on this trip too! Your poem is lovely and I am in synch with it. Usually, rocks is as far back as my identication goes, no wait.....rock go even further than the origin of 'living organisms'.....so I guess I should say, I also sometimes feel the rocks as my brothers, and as me. I love your image of great bent trees. Also, drops of water clinging to the leaf. And having a poem in response to an invitation to follow a line of thought.....is definitely a pleasure. Thank you for going there. I feel a bit less weird. lol
A beautiful poem a really fantastic poem. Fantastic write.