Monday, January 31, 2011

ONE SAINT WALKED OVER THE RIDGE

Hello Satish, "The candle burns in blue dark and sets free the sun" Just beautiful Satish! There are some wonderful poetic gems here on VN and I have now discovered another one. Whilst losing our mortal identity, I believe our spiritual one lives on forever. God Bless- Richard Gildea, UK

Satish the inner thoughts of those left on earth after the passing of death is so brilliantly expressed in this poem. "...Will you hold me tight when I shed my indentity?...", a line I can truly feel this day. Each loss rather in war or in disease is a bit of ones own identity forever gone. Talented images, using nature as your source in this peace poem. Thank you.- Marcia Schechinger, USA

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