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| Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*® |
11/1/2005 |
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It is only in the water's stillness
that we can see our reflection. Yet
it continues to ebb and flow even though
it is only visible when we look with the heart.
Blessings,
Joseph |
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| Reviewed by Tinka Boukes |
10/31/2005 |
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Great offering Elga!!
Love Tinka |
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| Reviewed by Paul Williams |
10/31/2005 |
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An outstandingly beautiful write Elga, the metaphor flows unbounded like the flow of a stream...superb.
Paul;-) |
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| Reviewed by Dawn Richerson |
10/31/2005 |
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| how I love water! this inspired me to find momentum now, here, today, Elga. thanks, Dawn |
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| Reviewed by George Carroll |
10/31/2005 |
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| Beautiful descriptive write. Great use of the metaphor. |
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| Reviewed by Sandie Angel |
10/31/2005 |
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Each step of the flow is well-described. Wonderful write!
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o) |
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| Reviewed by Sherry Heim |
10/31/2005 |
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Pleanty of metaphor in this flowing poem, Elga. We can hold back in life and become stagnant or we can move forward with the motion of life and keep on keepin' on. Our strength comes with moving forward, facing all that lies there, collecting energy and rolling into the next lesson packed bend. Beautiful poem!!
Take care,
Sherry |
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