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![]() | A Healing of Souls ![]() A poem based on a comment made by a friend of mine ![]() |
![]() What brought the Hand of THiNG to your port? ![]() What Does THiNG think about while perusing your item? ![]() ![]() But, it is when we reach out to others that we can see more clearly what we need to see. When we focus on ourselves, we just get more and more mired in frustration I think. What does THiNG applaud about while reading your item? I loved it all, especially this part: , "How can I dance the waltz of perfect transition, In a glide of millennia to come, Stars’ lights beckoning, When my footing continually falters, Wavers, And I stagger, Stumbling to centuries past?" Feeling insecure or humble is the best way to reach out a hand to someone in need. Who wants a world expert to help them, anyway when you stop and think about it? Awesome poem! ![]() THiNG a.k.a. HOOVES, a.k.a. COWser Soze, a.k.a. 4ps ![]() ![]() I am not an expert on poetry or prose or much else. I am merely a reader who loves to read. I am pretty much done with editing as I realize that more and more I do not enjoy doing that. I read and review and react to what I read on the page. So, this is not a detailed edit. It is a review, which is my reaction to the writing at hand, based on my own experiences. So, with that in mind, take the review for what it is worth - which is one ordinary soul's opinion. If I send a review, it means I enjoyed my reading experience enough to let you know it. ![]() ![]() Ta Ta until we meet again.... "Avoiding Toothless Rabid Bullies & Such" ![]() ![]() ![]()
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