In placid lakes, On perturbed ripples,
carry the unliving their silenced leaves.
How oft they feared a touch of death
though oftener touched their watery grace.
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I really like your voice with your poetry. And no matter the faith we humans receive grace more than we know!
Thank you Thomas, and I agree but only if grace is accepted as an end to life itself.
You manage to fit so much into so little, and that’s always impressive.
Thank you Chad, and you’re always too kind.
Reblogged this on In Lee's Shoes.
Thank you.
This is exquisite, really. You have outdone yourself.
Thank you so much, you’re too kind.
Thank you so much for sharing.
Osama,
Thanks for stopping by and following my blog. You might notice I write some silly stuff and do some silly things. This might seem silly, but you are my 100th follower, and I am about to announce you as the winner of my “Rich100Award.” Please accept it with my humble thanks and appreciation for taking a look at my writing.
You’re welcome Mr. Biz, and silliness is just another word for being unique, you needn’t worry yourself with perception.
Thank you for the wonderful gesture, I a humbly accept.