|Reviewed by Richard Bowers
|It begins it. I have been here before, as I could tell.
For finding: that myself I have reborn
But not seen, is forever to persist
To gather around the seasons of space with the everlastingness of event
With the layered energy as it is made of things.
Into the logical fiber of the tribute: a thought arises
And stays on course, slowly progressing, not done.
By fear: the fear thatís been since forever,
In the same space the inseparable normal good
Being passed through mankind
Came accessible to me: I fade into remoteness
|Reviewed by Maria Lupinacci
|I am joining in the praise, this is very good!
|Reviewed by Sally Montoye
|Great little write you got here!! I know what you mean....|
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|good little write, kevin! thanks for sharing!|
|Reviewed by Tracey Hardie
|Excellent... love this short write...I dont think you stand alone!|