Stopping to touch a rose, it's petals feeling like velvet
as they also touch my mind, intellect interpreting these
feelings here in a poem.
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The opening stanza in which tactile sensation is made so real and so wonderful was (pardon the pun) so touching.
But your poem has something much more powerful beneath the surface beauty of things. Your confidence that you are living a second life is wonderfully expressed without any hype or gaudiness so the virtues of faith and hope you have acquired can shine through with their full radiance.
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The opening stanza in which tactile sensation is made so real and so wonderful was (pardon the pun) so touching. But your poem has something much more powerful beneath the surface beauty of things. Your confidence that you are living a second life is wonderfully expressed without any hype or gaudiness so the virtues of faith and hope you have acquired can shine through with their full radiance.