Expressing Silent Love By Sandra Feldman Expressing Silent Love The best poem of sandra feldman lonely moon the moon will shine, without your smile, but no longer shall it be, a moon that shines for me, gone are the days, when you'd just stay, so close, smiling at me. the moon is cold, so i am told, and winter's here for me, when love is gone, there is no sun, the moon is all i see. Sandra feldman poetry poems. 1. appreciate poetry. 2. poetry for life and beyond. ah, the happiness! so often brings.
A Silent Love By Sandra Feldman A Silent Love Poem A silent love. the lowest trees have tops, the ant her gall, the fly her spleen, the little spark his heat; and slender hairs cast shadows, though but small, and bees have stings, although they be not great. seas have their source, and so have shallow springs, and love is love, in beggars and in kings. where waters smoothest run, there deepest. Image credit: alta pink (detail), james turrell, 1968, installation. inspiration for this week’s banner image: to be nothing is to consent to being a simple creature. this is the place of encounter with “i am that i am.”. when there is no more “me, myself, or mine,” only “i am” remains. then the “i” may fall away. The lowest trees have tops, the ant her gall, the fly her spleen, the little spark his heat; and slender hairs cast shadows, though but small, and bees have stings, although they be not great. seas have their source, and so have shallow springs, and love is love, in beggars and in kings. where waters smoothest run, there deepest are the fords,. No hope, no love, no mirth. oh moon alone, made out of stone, rotating in the sky, a phantom ship, no life to grip, no tears to even cry, no one can feel your loneliness, as deeply as can i. poem by: sandra feldman. in lonely moon, sandra feldman links the moon to human emotions. the way the moon's soft light and its quiet, steady glow appears.
Never Forgotten Love Never Forgotten Love Poem By Sandra Feldman The lowest trees have tops, the ant her gall, the fly her spleen, the little spark his heat; and slender hairs cast shadows, though but small, and bees have stings, although they be not great. seas have their source, and so have shallow springs, and love is love, in beggars and in kings. where waters smoothest run, there deepest are the fords,. No hope, no love, no mirth. oh moon alone, made out of stone, rotating in the sky, a phantom ship, no life to grip, no tears to even cry, no one can feel your loneliness, as deeply as can i. poem by: sandra feldman. in lonely moon, sandra feldman links the moon to human emotions. the way the moon's soft light and its quiet, steady glow appears. A silent dialogue of love, mysterious language of the souls, and even though we’ve never met, we come together, step by step, invisibly and silently, and touch each other, secretly, love opens doors, to eternity. Poems are the property of their respective owners. all information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge 8 29 2024 3:01:29 pm # 1.0.0.1119.
Remembering Love Remembering Love Poem By Sandra Feldman A silent dialogue of love, mysterious language of the souls, and even though we’ve never met, we come together, step by step, invisibly and silently, and touch each other, secretly, love opens doors, to eternity. Poems are the property of their respective owners. all information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge 8 29 2024 3:01:29 pm # 1.0.0.1119.
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