We think of ourselves love privileged because we think we can pick and choose, see, hear and shout from the the roof our love...and yet, those that can't are not in anyway handicapped, because...
To express themselves to each other
Deaf People that are falling in love
let their eyes to say everything it is
cos they don’t have a need for words.
Beauty is not the concept of a picture,
for Blind People that are falling in love
emotions will be always most truly felt
when their finger are the ones that talk.
They cannot sing in ecstasy and passion
the Mute People that are falling in love,
but happy smiles will light their faces
with one of silence most beautiful sound.
Your mind, Georg-- it is such a beautiful thing. If I were to give you a prize on AD, it would be for being the most poetic individual here. ALWAYS your corner oozes with poetic thought. I hope you hear that often, because it's true-- not sappy, teary-eyed stuff, just coral-reef splendor of near-extinct thought. I never thought of this before, but you're right.-- although, if you've ever been around a bunch of deaf-mutes, you'd see that their conversations are among the noisiest there are (they don't know how loud their hand-clapping, and guttural laughing is.) --Charlie
Silence can be golden and the other senses do overcompensate to adjust to the loss of one. My dad was very deaf his last 5 years and refused to have a hearing aid. He was comfortable in that zone. Drove mother crazy..hmmmmmm. Patrick
So very true Georg, Love has NO Disability, that look, that feel, that motion just the sound of you breathing and your heart beating shows true signs of love. Another great write.
Your beautiful heart and mind always bring me to tears bro Edvard!
now like pee wee your going away. have a lovely trip and time in Norway! write us some nice poems. Via con Dios!
Dear Georg nice poem. Of course love have no desability. In the spirit life disability do not existe. love Emile
Reviewed by Peter Schlosser (Reader)
Reviewed on April 10, 2010
Let's not forget how heightened the other senses become when one is missing either. Must be an amazing thing to experience. Great poem. Something to think about.
Love speaks with the heart not words
sounds or movements love has a language of its own
love is as magical as this beautiful poem!
Brilliant as always!!
Wishing you Peace Love and Light...Yolie
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Angela Calminetti, mother of five, New Age practitioner and gifted psychic and telepath, is proud of her family ties and does everything she can to make sure that all of her younger siblings are as happy in love and marriage
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Your Newfie Friend Hugs, Rose
We can all learn from this!!!
Amen!
John MD
Be always safe,
Karen
now like pee wee your going away. have a lovely trip and time in Norway! write us some nice poems. Via con Dios!
Love,
Sis Tiger Lily
& To Touch...
this is Beauty & Tenderness
Embracing Your Heart
Love Vickie
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(
sounds or movements love has a language of its own
love is as magical as this beautiful poem!
Brilliant as always!!
Wishing you Peace Love and Light...Yolie
with one of silence most beautiful sound.
Love truly is a many splendored thing.
PS: I told Brother Jersey to send you something lovely, from the Poconos!