the feeling you lift up
from inside & hold out
in your hands
perfect
in its singleness, unbroken
breaks me
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Susan Daniels Poetry 
This was so touching !!! You are such a great writer … you know how to weave feelings in your words !!!
Oh, thank you. Blushing now…
Blush away, because you are a great writer.
Oh, gosh… Adding fuel to the flames already reddening my face, but thank you, Nelle.
(laughing at your flames Susan) Wonderful words
Thanks, Audra. Those leaves on the border of this page have nothing on my face when I blush, LOL…
(me neither.. it is quite embarrassing how easily and quickly it can flare.. and then people will say Oh My I did not know people your age still blushed that deeply)
LOL, oh yes, yes we do.
one day we shall meet and light upper new york RED
Deal!
Love the inhale/exhale quality here… I don’t know if that makes sense, but it is simple yet complex, like what happens when we inhale and exhale….
Julie–thank you so much. You caught the mood of this piece exactly…
I love the simplicity…gorgeous!
Anna, thank you!
Nice and beautifully painted, though I am still wondering why the intensity you so wonderfully describe should break one!
Perhaps what iI meant here is that what s broken here needs to be–that brittle pride, vanity–the superficial things that need to be broken to give that simply.
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Ow, simply moving.
Thank you, Celestine.