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even without noticing it...

Missing image
as a new born child in the lap of my mother
I am almost half slept, half awaken

yet, roaming within in my own world
smiling my own, and crying my own
irrespective of the subsistence of my mother sensed around

yet between all this, I do  not forget to suck
the breast of the mother to make me nurturing
even without noticing it...


Author notes



Spirtuality is a UNIVERSAL INNOCENCE blessed by the God, while we are busy in our materialistic affairs it compel us to get touched even without our notice to make this life threaded with HIM.

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  • faith-in-all
    April 14, 2008

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    the link between the poem itself (which is empowering enough in and of itself) and your comment is truly inspiring.

    It is all to true, the breath of God, lies merely in our next breath. The fresher the air, the more alive i feel. Thank you for your comment

    ...spring is in the air!

  • Gott ist tot
    December 22, 2007

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    Good metaphor here. Congrats on the HMs
    Thanks for your comment.


  • Sai Babas Lotus
    December 7, 2007

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    WOW !

    O my! This is my favourite already and I've read it five times by now. Lovely imagery, sense of feeling, of belonginess to the Creator just as a child feels to its mother. Wonderful author notes from your pen. Good use of assonance in the poem. I can't exactly find the words that would justify how profoundly I have felt about this poem, but please know that in my heart, I Loved this loads! Thanks for sharing.

    A big hug,
    Charishma


  • rhondasail
    December 6, 2007

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    I have visited this poem many times...it brings great comfort when one considers that there is an inborn presence that gives us direction even when we are not paying attention. And many times this comfort is given us, as from our mother, so we feel the care and accept without fear, when it is truly God loving us through our loved ones....This is a gold winner, in my opinion. Peace, Rhonda


  • raggyann
    November 12, 2007
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    yes this is pure as it gets
    great poem


  • CherryOnTop
    November 11, 2007
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    This is wonderful and so very enlightening."To make this life threaded with him"So very beautiful.


  • parasol
    November 2, 2007

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    Interesting interpretation of innocence. Spirituality can affect innocence in many ways. The poem was very well written. It was short but quite powerful, with creative imagery. Although I’m not a Christian, I liked how you compared a mother and her gentle care to the Holy Spirit, it was a good and refreshing comparison. This was very enlightening and spiritually insightful. The reflection of purity in the poem was quite transparent. Thank you for your entry. Best of luck in my contest.
    - Andi


  • FransB gold member
    October 24, 2007

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    You poem reads true. We, with our human needs, hardly stop to think of the most natural things in our lives: such as sucking at our mother's breast for life's growth. And what's more, its the best place to be. I often watched this when our two daughters suckled. Your poem 'reaches' further than this, it also implies that we may and have to suckle from God to grow. The substance in His Word, and the experience of loving gentleness of a mother for her newly born, is what our Lord also provides. God bless. FransB.


  • GoingCoastal
    October 17, 2007
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    MMMM nice perspective... great piece!!!

  • Anybodys-guess
    October 16, 2007

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    Not sure I'm gettin' the point here. Seems like you say at first that you're a baby and haven't got a care in the world cause mom is taking care of you, then it's like you say the world is your mom and you don't notice the influence the world is having on you. Did I get that right?. Sorry...I kinda like it, but not sure I get it. Regards, AG


  • jjbreunig3
    October 16, 2007

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    Amazing stuff indeed...

    Amazing stuff indeed; we are so self-absorbed as a baby, that sometimes we forget that we continually need to mature during this journey of Life; nice write. --Joe


  • islekine gold member
    October 15, 2007

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    Beautiful write.

    But...does the line...almost half slept...make sense?
    Other than that...well done.
    Best of luck in the contest.
    *PEACE*

  • Nannar
    October 14, 2007

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    Well said Sir, well said.

    Once again another great write reminding us to be God centered in even what seems to be at times the most mundane affairs. In our day to day He is ever present within the invisible substance that without which nothing could stay together.

  • ashjoe76
    October 14, 2007

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    Very good.

    Thought-provoking. The author's note makes it all too clear, and the idea is unique. Congrats and best of luck!


  • ScarletO gold member
    October 14, 2007
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    I am sorry but I do not understand how this has much to do with the prompt of spirituality. Could you explain your reasoning?


    • PrabhuDayal Khattar gold member
      October 14, 2007
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      Spirtuality is a light from the God, while we are busy in our materialistic affairs it compel us to get touched even without our notice to make this life threaded with HIM. The example in the poem is a metaphor to describe this concept.If you want..I can remove this from this contest.please let me know.Thanks for the comments.


      • ScarletO gold member
        October 14, 2007

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        After rereading this I realized what you were trying to express. That we are fed without our knowledge and comforted like a mothers embrace. This is better at the second read and some contemplation. Well done and thank you for this entry.

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