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yes...pass it on...i once heard a story about a man who came upon a village...it was winter...the village was essentially poor...and hungry...he knocked upon a door and asked if the occupants had a large cooking pot for he had a magic stone that would feed the whole village...of course...there was no harm in the facilitation of this man's apparent madness...and so the pot was fill with water and fired up in the centre of town...it was night...and townsfolk all came from their homes to see what this was all about...the man announced that he had a magic stone and with it he would feed the entire village...he asked that each villager bring a small food item...a piece of meat...some herbs...a vegetable or two...for then the magic stone would best work its miracle...and so it was that everyone in the village contributed to the magic housed within the stone that turned an empty pot into a feast and the village rejoiced in knowing that they were not so hungry after all...i probably could have described it better and more elaborately Selene...but the bottom line is that this serene and beautifully motvated piece captured the remembrance of this story...again...i thank you...
I love how its brevity and separateness in its thoughts give room for reflection. As we read, we breathe in the momentary emotional musing... I love the brief pauses that we are allowed through out the experience.
Poetic bliss at its finest. Love truly does conquer all, spreads like light to all surfaces, but never have I thought of its rippling, blossoming effects in such a delicate, charming way. Splendid!
I have no words for this, or the cause. It makes me think, though... Those who are unfortunate enough be given this...pain...and I am bent on causing it in myself...
I think this is so beautiful! It is a poem that eminates from the source - you - to touch the world until the world abounds with the same gift of lovingkindness that comes from within you. It's a beautiful way to pay it forward, straight from the heart.
You, my luv, are that bead and the whole world is your flower. The beauty found here lies not in just your words, or your hope to help the children, but in the very core of your being. I'm off to vote~
o dear poetess ! extend this further please ... unique in every way this seems to be cut short . bring in more imagery . kudos to you for being involved in the noble cause ... your words are certainly moving in an enigmatic manner ..
Gift poigniency in a word from Selene, hear the earth-soul sigh of contentment. Quietly beautiful. Grows in your heart as you read it like your bead. As always, spectacular.