Poem poem January 17, 2020 mtaggartwriter10 Comments We can’t read ourselves without light. -M. Taggart Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
Light is internal and light is internal. It is one of the realities, like happiness, like tears, like hunger or thirst and as difficult to find sometimes as our own soul… An interesting thought, Greetings and all the best, Francisc LikeLiked by 2 people Reply
I would hope in one’s mind’s eye. Although I suppose it’s different for everyone. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
I hope that too. But sometimes it’s hard to find. For such few words, this is very evocative. LikeLiked by 1 person
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Light is internal and light is internal. It is one of the realities, like happiness, like tears, like hunger or thirst and as difficult to find sometimes as our own soul…
An interesting thought,
Greetings and all the best,
Francisc
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Excellent thoughts to read, thank you for them.
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You are very welcome.
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But where is the light switch?
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I would hope in one’s mind’s eye. Although I suppose it’s different for everyone.
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I hope that too. But sometimes it’s hard to find. For such few words, this is very evocative.
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Very deep!
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I was doing a bit of thinking
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Just whoaa!!🙌🙌
Enlightening 💙💙
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Hello, cheers, and thank you.
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