Soil Is Calling Comments

I understand that the poem suggests the perception of the eternity of matter and that consciousness equally material and immaterial...indeed a very provoking idea...10+++

Ji, The Beam me up Scotty Did not do the trick Of making this poem Lighter by one bit. Pithy, Profound Potent - Highly so! Truth well known But remains mostly unacknowledged! A very thought provoking poem, Sir. Angel

soil along with water, air and light, is a source of life. a wonderful poem.

Soil is the element of earth and feeds us with its fruits, grains and vegetables. The beam is non-living loved ones in heaven who have partaken of its nutrition. A very deep earthly and heavenly poem. 10 Karin Anderson

Soil is calling...only to sprout again....philosophical greatness

crisp and power-packed lines...

Soil is my love Beam beckoning Soil is Calling..... last refuge to take. powerful mesasge..... i deair to go to soil...10

i really loved this poem, short and deep... soil is all around, not only in the ground, but in the air and inside of us... and sure it's calling, the way we cannot avoid, the nature we cannot deny... hugs.10++++

we are all back to soil..the earth foil that is what we are..a touching poem and from that moment oh when some one say goodbye friends..soil does call..10++++ From soil to soil Medium of growth Goodbye friends Soil is my love Beam beckoning Soil is Calling

Soil the holder and nourisher of life, cares for as we watch things grow. Thank you it is my first love too. I love to watch plants grow.

Seen and unseen matters Soil—soil is there soil an overstretched mother infinite in absorbing grief endless is giving

Heart is falling.......... Soil is calling..............a good write............

You are AMAZING, this piece of art is amazing, im so inspired and touched! thank you for writting! best regards, patty

Profound and beautiful. True, Dust thou art to dust returnest. CP

My dear Ashraful Musaddeq, it will be a lovely experience if can accompany you there hmmm, I will not bother you, promise.... ....10

A deep thought laid in few lines. Terrific end.

'soil is my love'. Great expresion. If time permits please read my old poem MOTHER'S PLAINT.

The soil is indeed calling and we must all answer. But for the soul, the music never ends. Exceptional write. 10/10. Always your friend, Sandra

from beginning to end..alpha and omega..from dust to dust..from life to death..anything we do, we will go back to where we belong..this poem is well penned..so beautiful as it speaks about first and last..it is in glory in heaven, and soil is where we dropp our last breath..grace

Interesting poem. With no soil there is no life. Simple as such and irony.