A voice 01 Saturday Aug 2015 Posted by Esther H. in Poésie ≈ 12 Comments TagsFather, Tanka Painting by Lauri Blank You taught me the world, Its mysteries, its beauty. You were so patient. I meet your voice in the wind, It still lulls the wild flower. TwitterFacebookPinterestTumblrEmailMoreTelegramLinkedInPrintStumblePocketRedditWhatsAppLike Loading... Related
John W. Howell said:
Beautiful
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dilipnaidu said:
That is true love! A lovely painting.
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Nicodemas said:
Deeply beautiful.
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godtisx said:
Every line stirs me. Extraordinary…
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AnElephantCant said:
Blissful.
You have a tiny typo in the last line, my dear friend.
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Esther Ling said:
I thank you 🙂
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Cochonfucius said:
Elders who taught us
Are in our dreams at moments,
Ever so patient.
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johncoyote said:
Beautiful artwork and words my friend. Always a pleasure to fall into your words.
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johncoyote said:
Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
Beautiful artwork and amazing words by a talented writer. Please read and enjoy.
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migueltio said:
How beautiful!! Such heart touching imagery and love!
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paulettemotzko said:
Reblogged this on Totally Inspired Mind… and commented:
An absolutely beautiful post of my friend Esther Ling’s poem with original artwork by Laurie Blank.
Paulette Le Pore Motzko
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