“If I read a sentence or two,
and if it takes me away from myself,
to the world unseen,
to the world unexplored,
by nature, all free and equal
far away from this complex world,
to the pastoral world simple,
when they sing, dance, drink, smile,
and feast together, all together,
without boasting about their religion,
cast, creed, wealth, nationality,
education, knowledge, and occupation,
I know that is poetry.”
Bhuwan, that indeed is poetry and some
fine, happy thoughts and we don't need
to boast of our spirituality, just live it.
If only we can see the innocence of love.
And so this is, dear Bhuwan, this splendid creation of your spirit, that I just read. Great to see you, hope you are well, dear Poet!
Love & {{{{{{hugs}}}}}}}
Alexandra*
A homonymless man writes shows what it's like to look up the laid he skirts when you’re lying prone(d) to the sidewalk, beer / joint / needle dangling from your hand /lips / arm.
South Baltimore serves as the backdrop for this gripping story of three brothers leading very different lives but joined forever by the secrets of a painful family past.
Five years have passed. The sequel to the award-winning Chapel of Eternal Love, this book revisits the same couples in the first book, and where the lives have taken them since they left the altar at The Chapel of Eternal Love
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Be safe,
Karen
fine, happy thoughts and we don't need
to boast of our spirituality, just live it.
If only we can see the innocence of love.
Great poetry
Peace be with you
William
Love & {{{{{{hugs}}}}}}}
Alexandra*