photo/poem
the daily miracle of arriving. again.
true — thanks Ann
A rise of consciousness. Greets every day.
yes indeed — thanks Richard
What a beautiful expression of faith and appreciation. And your photo caught the miracle of morning in all its glory.
Thank you, Kim
I'm going to comment on your poem and photo with one of my haikus:
“Step by step, you live,
Step by step, you flee from death,
mornings, calm waves"
thank you Rolondo
step by step I’ll follow you
into your haïku
All of us children of…
Ah yes, thank you Patris
Miracles only need an opportunity.
I think that’s exactly right, thanks Stan
Simple, yet profound! Sometimes I get the impression that your poems are walking on water. They seem so ethereal and effortless.
Doggone it Jonathan. This was the one I wanted to attach the Neil Diamond song to. But I reap what I sow when I rush. I really dig these photo bombs you do.
I figured that out — I assumed you were pulling some guru shenanigans on me
I call it the transmigration of tunes. Prescient of you to make the connection without dots.
hand-written poem on pic...brilliant! (not being sarcastic)
Thank you, sir.
the daily miracle of arriving. again.
true — thanks Ann
A rise of consciousness. Greets every day.
yes indeed — thanks Richard
What a beautiful expression of faith and appreciation. And your photo caught the miracle of morning in all its glory.
Thank you, Kim
I'm going to comment on your poem and photo with one of my haikus:
“Step by step, you live,
Step by step, you flee from death,
mornings, calm waves"
thank you Rolondo
step by step I’ll follow you
into your haïku
All of us children of…
Ah yes, thank you Patris
Miracles only need an opportunity.
I think that’s exactly right, thanks Stan
Simple, yet profound! Sometimes I get the impression that your poems are walking on water. They seem so ethereal and effortless.
Doggone it Jonathan. This was the one I wanted to attach the Neil Diamond song to. But I reap what I sow when I rush. I really dig these photo bombs you do.
I figured that out — I assumed you were pulling some guru shenanigans on me
I call it the transmigration of tunes. Prescient of you to make the connection without dots.
hand-written poem on pic...brilliant! (not being sarcastic)
Thank you, sir.