Kindly Here

what is real? is it love?
We know for we see,
and sense,
and existence hands us ample space
to be, and learn,
and understand life,
that, without you and me,
would be pointless;
o' how important it is
to ponder intentions...
In love we're assembled;
in comfort,
and kind shelter.


◄ half asleep

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Tue 17th Feb 2015 22:35

I love the reference to the senses- I 'ponder' these 'intentions' almost daily! You've captured it in such a simple yet effective way- really lovely!

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Tue 17th Feb 2015 07:00

What an absolutely lovely poem. It feels like being wrapped in a warm blanket. Just love these lines - In love we're assembled comfort and kind shelter. Keep 'em coming! :)

Preeti Sinha

Tue 17th Feb 2015 03:09


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