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Alive in doubt danger or hope
from burial to birth- Acceptance
of any invitation makes for grief or mirth
More often taken and spilled
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This beautiful poem justifies its title. Not a single stanza but all stanzas are my favorites. However, I was arrested at your wonderful finishing. A marvelous composition.
Oh my word but this one speaks to our souls, Mj. There's love and wistfulness, wisdom and folly, regret and thanksgiving all tangled together just like in life. This is what writing is all about- a moment of sublimity. Which we pursue poem after poem! Onto my fav list where it will sit with so many of your greats. Top marks, of course.
Many thanks, Susan. And thank you for all of your wisdom these past few years. Happy New Year!
Sometimes, in life, the most beautiful, is just a little spark that fades away too quickly. A fleeting moment, so wondrous yet so elusive. Wonderful poem MJ.......10 .
Thank you so much, Geeta. What is beautiful certainly is fleeting....Thank you again.
A beautiful verse that helped me through this morning Thank You MJ
A poignant bit of verse written in persuasive poetic expressions with artistic brilliance. An insightful work of art. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched.
As I rush past, you stop you- tranquil, free; I feel in control but where senses angle inward ............./// penned beautifully this poem is; love wraps this poem lovingly
you grasped the joys and sadness of love is all about. You brought me to tears. i hope you read my poem " Rebirth"
Life is one of sorrows and joys! Whether we accept them or not, they invariably happen in our life! Nothing lasts for long. Life's journey is at once smooth and turbulent.Whatever it be, we have to live on! Profound reflections on life!
Thank you so much, Valsa. You make such a profound point....and there are times when we really have trouble telling the calm from the storm. Thanks again.
This poem is so artistic. I have been reading it again and again. We are really a clay if we let pass a moment without a touch of our emotions and feelings. May be some would consider it a highest unperturbed state of mind but for most of us it would be life empty.
Absolutely! A moment of inaction, hesitation, can turn our intangible self into clay. Thank you so very much, Savita.
Reading your most beautiful poems again and gain we get real joy. This is very nice to feel your every word. Love blossoms and love writes fortune. This is nice to read this poem once again.
Kumarmani, thank you so much! Where there is beauty, there is bound to be joy. Thank you again.
Although danger of hope lives in mind still we have to avoid this. We have to search for life both peace and joy. An excellent poem is beautifully penned.10....Revisiting this poem we feel glad.
another beautiful poem from the mighty pen of a great poet. i love the way you presented your thoughts thanks for sharing
another beautiful poem, I love the way you presented your thoughts thanks for sharing
Beginning with an attractive stanza you have so nicely and touchingly inscribed this love poem with nice diction. I quote.... As I rush past, you stop you- tranquil, free; I feel in control but where senses angle inward Thanks for sharing.
A great poem so beautifully penned. The wonder on earth, the most beautiful being blossoms in shadows fleeting with one too arrested, unseeing Loved this stanza so much.
When i read it, it has specific rhythm..and the words brought me some picture what i refer as unseen but beautiful feeling in mind...the acceptance, feeling alive than just a body, the direction of the emotion...are things that you boldly here vividly than other poems that talked about love..it definition and sensation you deliver here..loved it.. Here i keep some sunlight in a jar for you my friend, may it glow lights at night so u can see how beautiful the feeling is, even it is unseen..friendship is unseen but exist!
Thank you so much, Soul. The sunlight and warmth are much appreciated and always welcome.
' honoured and cherished- in absentia the clay is clay. Its life courses through corridors not sanguine but imperturbable' the rush of timing and weight importance afixed to the clay, sense and sensability, or sight eye candy stimulus
A profoundly beautiful poem that transcends us to the astral world where many an artiste has visited. To visit return and share is the ultimate. I'm not saying that's the case here, but having been there myself, that's the way it feels. Thank you for the transcendence.
Thank you so much, Richard. I know from your work....you have made that profound journey. Thanks again.
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7/19/2025 6:07:02 AM # 1.0.0
Brilliant.