"Thank You, God..." Comments
Thank you, God: I dream of him more seldom,
And don't see him now in every place,
The white path with clouds has been laden,
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I am cutting off the lilac fashioned For the brunches that have lost their bloom; Two black monks passed by in conversation On the ramparts to the aging doomed. //// greatly penned on the grateful to GOD; yeah THANK YOU O' GOD
On the ramparts to the aging doomed. Let, for blind me, the plain, dear and earthly World again be turned into alive. great great great writings 10++++++++++++++
Our Lord has made my soul healthy With the icy calm of the non-love............................................................................ Excellent. Unique its poetic beauty touches my iciness. Thanks PH for putting such breadth of thinking.
Our Lord has made my soul healthy With the icy calm of the non-love... a good poem. thank u. tony
Let, for blind me, the plain, dear and earthly World again be turned into alive. Our Lord has made my soul healthy With the icy calm of the non-love.........touching expression with lofty theme. Beautiful poem by Anna Akhmatova.
I tend to agree with the poet Glen Kappy. Translations can't do full justice to the original if simply translated in another language. However, to the credit of the translation, 'Icy calm of non love' is a great expression.
A beautiful poem of a good relationship with God. Kingsley Egbukole
A wonderful, incisive meditation on lost love! I was particularly struck by the diction employed in the concluding line; ' the icy calm of the non-love'...simple yet so profound.
The great and famous Russian poet Anna Akhmatova has written a poem which, to me, sounds like love lost, whether through death or otherwise. But it sounds as though she has arrived at a place of contentment, with the calm of living without love. : -)
There is depth here. You speak of God, this is great, it makes the write purer.
The feeling is clear enough in this poem, but it could do with a better translation it seems to me. -GK
nice- I am cutting off the lilac fashioned For the brunches that have lost their bloom;
Our Lord has made my soul healthy So I should take care of and protect it vitally......
Icy calm of non love.. this one phrase has made me read it again and again
A beautiful poem that I relate to our souls indeed are made healthy again.10
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7/24/2025 2:21:17 PM # 1.0.0
A profound poem well conveyed.