Monday, March 5, 2012

your self


set aside
your very smallest
most easily overlooked
gift
and gently
without tearing the tissue paper
open it up
let it see the light of this day
and call it your self
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8 comments:

  1. agujaMarch 5, 2012 at 9:39 AM

    This poem is brilliant ... that is the least and the most I can say.

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  2. Linda SueMarch 5, 2012 at 10:29 AM

    Oh Gosh, Steven, love this poem but when I did take this advice and took the tiniest most overlooked gift and opened it gently, as you suggest, there was nothing there! Oh Dear, what does that say?

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  3. stevenMarch 5, 2012 at 11:17 AM

    well aguja - it's simple and that's what i know!! steven

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  4. stevenMarch 5, 2012 at 11:17 AM

    linda sue i'd say that you found everything not nothing . . . is there a difference? steven

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  5. ND MitchellMarch 5, 2012 at 11:58 AM

    Liked it Steven very much. Wondered if the reason for not tearing the tissue paper was that you needed to re-wrap in order to give the gift to others? Just a thought. Hope you're well,
    David

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  6. hopeMarch 5, 2012 at 12:36 PM

    Wonderful way to start a Monday!

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  7. stevenMarch 5, 2012 at 6:19 PM

    david . . . i actually do take care with tissue paper . . . the tissue is like the the door to the house of the gift . . . . . steven

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  8. stevenMarch 5, 2012 at 6:20 PM

    ahhhhh hope and mondays for the working people are a day of return a day of escalation of difficulty and even joy . . . . i'm hopeful to be a part of the latter experience for you!!! steven

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