Life After Drowning Comments

You appear to be an existentialist at heart.

Just as I finished reading this poem, a movie came on TV - a blind man dancing with a pretty damsel he's fallen in love with, and she with him. Why would a girl fall for a man who would never see her - the silences of voices unheard, the images that form in the dark, as you say, Austin. It's all out there and we can only sift what we can from all the unwritten letters of life, which we nevertheless read, for they are thrust on us. This gives us hope, real hope. a moving write

A real winner, Christine: you manage to say what others think but haven't got the words. Thank you.

٭ ٭ ٭ ٭ ٭ 5star poem. you have opened a new way of seeing life. it feels like one has literally drowned and was given a second chance to live. amazing.

Very well done! Penned so eloquently.

We are, it seems Nearly always, half asleep In our wakefulness. Chris you inspired it! ! ! This state of unending circuitous trance this silence full of speech and truth san roots and victories that we bask in are rife with sagas of defeat yes that liquefied inch-deep awakening is the garment we need for the scorched existence alas san suns Hugs Emancipate- rehan

Them moments of clarity, that we see true reality. OF THE SPIRITUAL