Touching
I read your words
And wonder where you are?
Where does such landscape exist;
And realities intrude?
Where does trusses bound support
Over gorge so deep
And that mighty tree out live men in deed?
And in the stillness of
The pre-dawned day I wonder;
Where does your gift to man kind flow like
A torrent down a small stream slow
And rivers fast,
I wonder?
Where is it,
That blood will run like sweat,
And forgiveness like liquid stone?
Then in the dawn of rational thought
You come to me as Kindred Spirit ought.
Where you are I am
And where I am you are,
Un-tethered by time or space.
If we dare to reach out,
We will find each other
Waiting to be found by the other-
As the Kindred Spirits we are,
Touching –
But Oh, So Far Away!
By Sammie L. Carter
Copyright 22 Nov 2010
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~ by Sam373's Blog on November 22, 2010.
Posted in Poetry, Relationship, Socialization
Tags: Feelings, Flowerchild Reject, Jazz, Love, Reality, Respect, Tears, Tragedy
when we reach out with love God surrenders to our embrace.
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God is waiting for us to recapitulate in that he loved us first. Having been made in his image and likeness, some can see as he sees. This we seem to have in common although we may not comprehend this miraculous relationship.
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I agree with your words, people who realize this truth are truly blessed.
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magical writing,
I read it more than once, love this so very much!
keep sharing.
your poetry is super delicious.
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magical writing,
I read it more than once, love this so very much!
keep sharing.
your poetry is super delicious.
Happy Tuesday!
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claim awards/treat at entry #115.
Thanks for the beautiful contribution to week 11, hope to see you next Monday!
Happy Thursday!
Happy Thanksgiving Holiday if you celebrate!
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So lyrical and so beautiful. Enjoyed this poem very much.
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Good day I was fortunate to seek your theme in google
your topic is outstanding
I learn a lot in your Topics really thanks very much
btw the theme of you website is really fine
where can find it
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Very well expressed.. mystical and dreamy too!!
Ethereal..? A wonderful composition Dear.. 🙂
Love xx
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Distance is only time traveled.. TAG… you’re It!!
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Night is only Day at rest…Tag…Good Night!
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You make it sound so simple! Love is definitely the greatest gift of all. Your poem entitled, Touching, is pure love and a true gift.
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We see and feel the same reality.
My Kindred Spirit, we are blessed this way and not all are so blessed
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Lovely. Sometimes reaching out can be a formidable obstacle. But we dare.
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http://wp.me/pBKhv-61 What do you think?
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So wonderfully penned. Wonders can be created by a touch.
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Yes!
Great — love this.
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very, very beautiful.
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such easy and vivid imagery !! touching last lines 🙂
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very well expressed.
lovely use of images my friend…
happy rally…
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sooo wonderful. this “touched” me very deeply. i’m definitely subscribing to your blog..
here’s my piece if you want to see it:
http://belladonna23.wordpress.com/2011/02/16/sonnet-ix/
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Lovely it has a wonderful sense of magic about his poem
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