not every summit
rests upon the highest rock
I pause, interact
wonders of being human
arrive, before arriving
moonrocks drop
luminous windows
tell stories
of the sky
incarcerated sunrays
rocky paths ahead
Being Human
not every summit
rests upon the highest rock
I pause, interact
wonders of being human
arrive, before arriving
moonrocks drop
luminous windows
tell stories
of the sky
incarcerated sunrays
rocky paths ahead
Beautiful take on the prompt, Reena.
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Thank you so much!
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Exploring how success doesn’t always rest on the highest rock is such a powerful message. A reflective and profound poem, Reena!
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So glad you looked for and found a message. Thank you!
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😊
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Beautiful poem, love the imagery.
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Thanks 😃
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Reena a wonderful, reflective atmosphere here with a strong sense of presence and grounded wisdom 🙌
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Thank you so, much, Ange!
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lovely, Reena…and your title is… intriguing…🤍
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Thanks! ☺️
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I love how, with a little introspection, we can redefine success and see our hidden potential. The words incarcerated sunrays… so poignant.
Loved it, Reena.
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Thank you so much, Nigel!
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You’re welcome, Reena.
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Ah, beautifully done, Reena!
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Thank you so much, Chris!
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Love your take Reena. Iris not only vivid but also insightful. Thanks for joining in.
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Thank you, Sadje!
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Very nice.
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Thank you so much!
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A great piece, Reena 👍
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Thank you! I’m adding to it.
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You’re most welcome! ☺️
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