A NOTHING THAT HEARS THE SOUL

A NOTHING THAT HEARS THE SOUL

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz
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inside with self without ego.

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A Nothing that Hears the Soul

I like to wallow 
when youth carried my soul.
A gift for tomorrow,
I shall know this soul.

When the hour ticks in sunlight
and the moment feels like a century,
I pen my landscape in words of old,
like an old man of knowledge
who befriends an old nothing,
a nothing that hears his soul.


© 2015 Alfred Kukitz


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Hi Jamestown!

I have another just completed, Closer Than You Think, you may want to keep on your roll. If you want to read a really good one try Awareness & The Vitality of Wonder. They are my favorites.

regards,

al

Posted 10 Years Ago


You are owning these writings, I am going to be watching you. The
past two have been well thought and penned, bravo!

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Alfred Kukitz
Alfred Kukitz

Deering, NH



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