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Berkana's avatar

Weeping willow

A sweet nickname from my aunties to me when I was child

Paul Wittenberger's avatar

Willows are beautiful

Reena Kapoor's avatar

Loved that! Especially these lines got me... We are voices floating free.

We are ash and memory.

We are moments locked in time.

We are poems speaking rhymes.

What else is there to express but our lines (as poets) in the face of the immensity of the universe...

Paul Wittenberger's avatar

Contrary to many opinions, I think universe hears our call, Reena, but we don’t always recognize its response

Reena Kapoor's avatar

I like the sound of that Paul! Thank you.

Patris's avatar

diving into the sea from a height, laughing. immortal as the young always are

Troy Putney's avatar

I read this poem aloud, and it felt like the heartbeat of humanity. I absolutely loved it.

Paul Wittenberger's avatar

Thank you, Troy. I thought about posting an audio version but let the moment pass. Pleased you like!

Stanley Wotring's avatar

Wow I love this poem! Even the images speak to me, saying more than the words can say.

Rich Moore's avatar

Awesome! Something perfect about reading this on a raining Monday morning in early November. A bit melancholy, a bit joyous and liberating. Thanks for such an appropriate and and thoughtful way to start the week, Paul!

Paul Wittenberger's avatar

Glad you like it, Rich-Thank you!

BmG's avatar

Wow Paul. I felt this.

Paul Wittenberger's avatar

I wanted it to have a kind of incantatory feeling, a chant for the four elements.

Alix's avatar

well, you aced it

Paul Wittenberger's avatar

Thank you, Alixandra.

Diane BF78's avatar

Beautiful, Paul.

Brian Funke's avatar

Beautiful. This feels like a beautiful liturgy to me. 🌟

Paul Wittenberger's avatar

Thanks for the restack, Kevin. Where did you find this one?