Life in a maelestrom, with no: Life in a maelestrom, with no bottom in sight. I've asked a few of these questions of myself, got put on hold,
and just went back to breathing. Works every time. This is nicely stated, and relatable, thanks for posting.
I came back to revisit this: I came back to revisit this poem, and still find the second stanza both incredibly powerful, and as fresh as if you had written it yesterday.
Thanks to all who have read: Thanks to all who have read and left comments. I always welcome any side, any view. for what can we not learn if we can not disuss.
Thank you again
I think this experience is: I think this experience is universal to many Poets. Over two thousand years ago, and several decades before the advent of Christ, the Roman poet Vergil predicted the coming of a child that would be both divine and human; yet Vergil apparently had no knowledge of Hebrew prophecy. This gift of discernment is part and parcel of being a Poet.
Thank you kindly Patriciajj.: Thank you kindly Patriciajj. The two events brought two overarching emotions together and produced a sentiment and memory that will last for the remainder of my days.
Thank you very much for your: Thank you very much for your comment and response to the poem. As alwaus, your words inspire me to continue forward with this sequence.
Thank you Wordman, glad you: Thank you Wordman, glad you have felt it too. I wonder if it's because poetry writers seem to be more in touch with our senses
and we pick up on things others miss.