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When love is felt
jb crick
Posted: Friday, January 17, 2020 3:09 PM
Joined: 8/2/2016
Posts: 638


"When love is felt or fear is known;
when holidays and holy days and such times come;
when anniversaries arrive by calendar or consciousness;
when seasons come — as seasons do — old and known, but somehow new;
when lives are born or people die;
when something sacred is sensed in soil or sky; mark the time.
Respond with thought or prayer or smile or grief.
Let nothing living slip between the fingers of your mind,
for all of these are holy things we will not, cannot, find again.”

 
Max A. Coots


dutiful deb
Posted: Sunday, January 19, 2020 7:08 PM
Joined: 1/1/2012
Posts: 1875


Thank you for sharing this poem. It's truly beautiful.


Last Dance
Posted: Monday, January 27, 2020 9:55 PM
Joined: 5/2/2013
Posts: 355


Had to read and reread this poem to understand and feel it, I do like it and will keep it.