Loneliness is a cruel fate and harsh master, a steady and relentless companion some have to endure thoughout their lives in this place and time. And while one by one others have shared parts of their lives with them and left again after some time, they are stuck with the strict teacher once more with whom never a warm relationship develops, for being taught all the time tends to bar them from things in life that others seem to be blessed with so abundantly. This long and winding road will lead - I hope desperately - to places and times where there is space for more joy than loneliness ever allowed them to experience. I just cannot believe the journey toward destiny is exclusively one of loneliness and sadness.
Beautiful poem Susan on the attracting of opposites!
Healing love and compassion to your Mum, Kate!!
I trust she's improving!
Please send her love from Australia!
Love, Suzie xoxo :-D
(my birth name is Susan ... born in Feb like you, but at the beginning of month..aquarian) Soul-sister! :-D
Only you could take such cold metalic and organic material and make it melt into somthing as warm and wonderful as love. Well done dear Susan.
Fee
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on August 15, 2006
The Flint to Steel
By spark to flame
Their thoughts reveal
That He the Metal
She the Stone
Had cherished secretly
Alone."
I am not much on quoting parts of poems in my comments, but I must here. This is one of the most dynamic statements I have ever read. The rest of the poem bolstered this beautiful, but sad beginning of a special and lasting romance. Aswsome. (Another word I seldom use.)
Inspirational poetry, written from the heart and soul. Verses that are well-suited for reading on a rainy day and that are guaranteed to bring a smile to your face.
RAge
Ron
Healing love and compassion to your Mum, Kate!!
I trust she's improving!
Please send her love from Australia!
Love, Suzie xoxo :-D
(my birth name is Susan ... born in Feb like you, but at the beginning of month..aquarian) Soul-sister! :-D
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Love Tinka
This is great, again this reminds me what I told my son.
Believe + I can + I will = I did...
Always choose to believe..
Love,
Eileen
Mighty fine. . . .
Superb. . .
Sublime. . . .
Went so fast. . .
I'll read it slower the second time.
DWB
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
Peace & Love, Dove
Fee
By spark to flame
Their thoughts reveal
That He the Metal
She the Stone
Had cherished secretly
Alone."
I am not much on quoting parts of poems in my comments, but I must here. This is one of the most dynamic statements I have ever read. The rest of the poem bolstered this beautiful, but sad beginning of a special and lasting romance. Aswsome. (Another word I seldom use.)