❤ ❤ ❤ Huge privilege to have my poem hosted on icameforthesoup.com! What nourishment for your creative soul might you find there?
The future we see through broken and twisted spectacles
There is not sure sight to know the path
We trip along, hoping to grasp a rail
When in fact, none is to be had
Not with our hands, at least
Only our hearts can lead
For our hearts see what
Eyes cannot see
Feel what hands do not feel
Touch what bone cannot touch
Deeper is marrow than that of bone
The core of one life is beyond imagining
When hearts reach out to search the blindness
Our hearts can go to places our bodies are unwilling
In the heart lies the soul of a man and desire to love is there
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*This poem was written by Indie Author, Rachael Ritchey. To read more of her works, including her published pieces, follow her at:
Well done Rachael.
Deep, moving and right at the sunrise of Hope and Promise.
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❤ Thanks for that, Roger. 🙂
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My pleasure Rachael 🌺 🌸 🌼 🌻 🌞
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Congratulations, Rachael! What a thrill to have this profound poem recognized.
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Thank so much, Audrey. It’s really humbling to have my writing shared on other sites and blogs. 🙂 I’m glad you liked it! ❤
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