Saturday, October 25, 2014

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Script of soul, is bled to page,
from mind to point of pen;
thoughts, of mind's intent to find,
an answer from within;
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Michael Walkerjohn
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E Nigma 12 November 2014

I really like this poem the best of what I've read from you. Not because of the rhyme and time though that is unwavering and done so quite well but because of the theme within this piece. A searching for truth and connection in life and death. If you I were to sum up time in this poem it is imagination. The past, present and future all exist simultaneously within the imagination of ones mind. It is our perception in moving through time/imagination that binds us to this place whereas when we pass through death's door unbound by this physical prison that holds us we reconnect with everything we've always known but was kept within the shadows of our subconscious mind that we view subjectively. But also the universal consciousness we feel and sense through blind connection but don't quite understand. This is very creative and heartfelt piece of art.

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Gangadharan Nair Pulingat 12 November 2014

Great thoughts and word power is there. Likes the poem.

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