the universe sings (poem) by E T Waldron on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on August 8, 2009

you created a rendering, scribed verbiage of immense beauty and orchestrated them from loving, inner tranquility -- a marvelous job Eileen -- it makes me want to stop more frequently to listen for the music the universe plays for us every moment of time -- peace and love my friend -- Jon Michael

Reviewed by Kay P Devenish

Reviewed on August 5, 2009

What a picture you have painted here in exciting and bright wording which evoked clear images of an envigorating life...I felt like I was there too in the'show' that you and I both appreciate.
Awesome write!
Love from Kay

Reviewed by Richard Orey

Reviewed on August 2, 2009

God's universe is so magnificent, it'll take another million years
to even begin to comprehend and appreciate its majesty.

Sitting quietly, saying nothing, just listening and watching brings my beautiful rose garden into a display of life that takes my breath away--sniffing the fragrance of the air, observing tiny hummingbirds dominate their invironment, seeing the young squirrel sneak over my back wall to quench his thirst at the tinkling water falling in my fountain. I'd take on the universe, but I can't seem to get beyond my own little space of heaven.

Yes, indeed, Eileen, "the universe sings." Thanks for reminding us to pause and enjoy.

Richard

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on August 2, 2009

I love the way you see beauty all around you, Eileen; and your words express such a positive outlook. Thank you for sharing this gift. Love and best wishes,

Regis

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Reviewed on August 1, 2009

A Beautiful Write Eileen
Your choice of music
blest each written word
Love & Peae

William

Reviewed by Michelle Mead

Reviewed on July 31, 2009

This really lifts the soul!!! Nature will do that to you, as will these beautiful words, one for the library.

Reviewed by Patrick Granfors

Reviewed on July 31, 2009

Just arrived here in coolwater to the sound of dueling evening insects. A pleasant relief from city life for a week. And stars too! The real ones not the idiot celebrities. patrick

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on July 31, 2009

Oh Eileen, I have seen scenes such as your graphic up in the mountains of New York and Pennsylvania, just breathtaking! Such a beautiful way to begin the day with scenery so unique and serene...

Be always safe,
Karen

Reviewed by Christine Alwin

Reviewed on July 31, 2009

Eilleen, this is truly a song of gratitude and miracles...simpley beautiful!

Reviewed by John Flanagan

Reviewed on July 30, 2009

Eileen,
Unbounded optimism and positive approach, genuine praise for the beauty surrounding us;
btw, they say sunsets on Mars are purple...would that be worth the trip?

Lovely, lovely poem, thank you.

John

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on July 30, 2009

a poetic melody embracing the notes of creative experience ... nice!

Reviewed by Carin Spirit

Reviewed on July 30, 2009

Dear Eileen ~

After long and grueling day, your words and music provided, simply flowed and soothed my very being.

Thank you for sharing this, you salvaged my day.

Warmth and Love to you, Carin'

Reviewed by Lori Moore

Reviewed on July 30, 2009

The universe does sing a beautiful song: You captured it brilliantly.

Reviewed by Ray { The Great Canadian Buzzard }

Reviewed on July 30, 2009

Wonderful write, I enjoyed

I prefer the country life, a little slower and lots of nature
I would not be happy in the city
Have a great day
The Buzzard

Reviewed by Roger Ochs

Reviewed on July 30, 2009

Delightful! With a fantastic close!

Reviewed by Gene Williamson

Reviewed on July 30, 2009

Eileen, through your eyes (and pen), life is lovely. -gene.

Reviewed by Richard Cederberg

Reviewed on July 30, 2009

Such visions -
through the eyes
and senses of the
poetess - bring sighs

Reviewed by ~ H (Reader)

Reviewed on July 30, 2009

Beautiful, beautiful poetry Eileen, love Holly

Reviewed by Linda Zebsokey

Reviewed on July 30, 2009

What a joyful write, Eileen. The pic captures the essence of it. I love it.

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on July 30, 2009

Beautifully, stunningly imaged verse and mood - well done, Eileen!

(((HGUS))) and love, Karla.

Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan

Reviewed on July 30, 2009

such a beautiful write-i love the kaleidescope of images!

Reviewed by Rose Rideout

Reviewed on July 30, 2009

Another beautiful creation shared by you Eileen. Thank you for sharing.

Newfie Hugs, Rose

Reviewed by JASMIN HORST SEILER

Reviewed on July 30, 2009

You are flying high on a balloon, you gots that champaigne with you, this is very bubbbbbbbely, bless ya! Hugs! Jasmin Horst

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on July 30, 2009

Each day opens like a flower

It truly does, if only we allow it to.

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on July 30, 2009

Gorgeous write and piccy, Eileen; just fantastic! BRAVA; extremely well done!

(((HUGS))), much love, and continued prayers~

As always, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D

Reviewed by Amber Moonstone

Reviewed on July 30, 2009

First Your poem is so beautifully written and secondly, Cristofori's Dream by David Lance, is by far my most favorite piece. I have listened to David Lance for many years, he is a genius! And so are you for creating this lovely poem. I shall go play his CD now, thanks for the inspiration! (Thank you Jude, lol)
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"

Reviewed by Liana Margiva

Reviewed on July 30, 2009

LOVELY!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on July 30, 2009

Sometimes one witness life on earth like a universe's mirror image of how things should be, and that's sad, because they really should be, unchanged from the first moment He let it all on our hands.

Georg

Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle

Reviewed on July 30, 2009

Beautifully written poem,I enjoy reading it,take care

EDWIN

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on July 29, 2009

A beautiful write, Eileen.

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on July 29, 2009

Nature rebuilds itself and the animal world reclaims its turf.