We judge According To What We see and feel, Forgetting Our Limitations - Undercurrents Of Totality - And So We are destructive, Missing the mark - Snared By Ignorance.
What we see And feel Are not all. There's more To Reckon in The Final score.
Let us therefore forgive One another And Seek to discover The validity Of Those secret rivers That Run so deep Against the tide Of our personal Will
Each person is but a grain of sand resting beside the sea. This thought sets the tone for Jill Eisnaugle’s latest poetry collection, Beside Still Waters.
Dear readers, this is my third book of poems, and inside are a special collection of what have turned out to be not only MY personal favorites, but also the favorites of many of YOU. Some of these have never been available in print before...
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