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The Witness
by Jeanne Treat
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Rated "G" by the Author.
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I am
Born of stillness
Without thought or judgment
Awaiting definition in a world of objects
Name, profession, family, community
Desires arise, coupled with suffering
When will it end?
The wheel turns
A mud fight rages, but the mirror is clean
Wisdom arrives in a flash of Grace
Desires abate, simplicity sought
Surrender, reflect, and go within
Return to stillness
I am
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| Reviewed by Rodney Bohen |
8/14/2008 |
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Hamster wheel kiddo.
Incredible piece..
Write on, and write hard & honest.
Rodney |
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| Reviewed by Lois Christensen |
5/13/2008 |
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| From babies we are born and to babies we go when we die. Good write and says much and clearly defines life beginning and end. |
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| Reviewed by Samuel Stone |
4/9/2008 |
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This is an excellent write, powerful with depth and inside... Well done..
Wishing you Well...
Sam |
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| Reviewed by E. Richardson |
3/8/2008 |
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| an interesting write...well composed, good flow and excellent imagery. It's also a very wise piece of work, spiritual actually. Well done! |
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| Reviewed by m j hollingshead |
1/4/2008 |
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| well done |
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| Reviewed by Emile Tubiana |
12/2/2007 |
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| Dear Jeanne, I read your poem, it is nice write and you should continue. The flower are born in silence. Keep going, Emile |
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| Reviewed by George Carroll |
8/16/2007 |
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| We cry when we are born with that first breath of life and grow into a world that one day will end. |
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