Lost Comments

Lost yes Lost am I in this amazing sea of words beautiful write ++10 regards anjali

You've captured that lost feeling through your fragil, yet powerful, imagery!

some times couple of lines are enough to nourish my soul for years... happy am i...since some of them belong to you...

10 for this wonderful poem. Nice imagery.

Message is indeed appreciable!

Like Shelley you have a message for mankind, 'If winter comes, can spring be far behind.'

Everyone will find themselves in this poem. I loved this poem...elegant as usual. Thanks Sandra for the light YOU provide to others.

Yes, I have felt lost before, and your poem says it beautifully. Great work. kate

I am glad i was able to peep here..Sandra, this is beautiful..it shows the beautiful person in you! i love it

What a perfect poem and what a perfect sense!

What a hauntingly beautiful poem!

Worshippers of light and warmth, you and I will always correspond. Sorry for delay in comments. Susie xx.

I keep coming back to re-read this one. While I think there is an infinite nember of dregrees of lost, you poem seem to address them all. I just finished reading Bill Styron's battle with severe depression and his frank discussion of it. I have started Sandra M Gilbert's collection of poems, 'ghost volcano' where she deals with being lost after the sudden death of her husband. From my personal experience of feeling 'lost' your images of the warmth always seeming far away is accurate. I certainly did not have the strenght or the will to move towards the light, even though I knew it was there. I am thankful I was patient enough to wait until the light came to me. Tom

Amazing, I can clearly hear the voice of the speaker. Beautiful work :) Thank you

Thanks for these beautiful and touching words Sandra. I'am one who lost her way a long time ago and with the patience of others and the Love of God, found my way back to the light. thankyou Sandra for this beautiful writing.--Melvina--

This poem makes me ache with its beauty and wisdom. Bill Grace

I was lost, until I read your poem... all my best CJ

A candle in the window glows providing a beacon to guide your way Loved your poem this is poets poetry

Thanks, I just recently found my way back on the main road to OZ.

To those who have lost the way, our prayers go out. It is difficult to scale the next hill, to see the light that beckons the weary ones home. Those who do not find the path in this life may, I hope, find new life in a merciful home. 'Blessed are the poor in spirit...' - Mt 5: 3