Counting

Counting is our nature -- 
balls and strikes; clouds and
their potential...Stars, when 
one is really bored (I generally
loose interest around 100) --
those left on a battlefield
are numbers we never forget -- 
and my prayers, a vault full, 
between myself and God; kept safe
from human consumption.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Wolf Avatar
November 26, 2025 at 7:51 PM
'those left on a battlefield' -- hits me in the gut these days with war-dead all over this earth.
DiMino Avatar
November 27, 2025 at 5:57 AM
Men need to change their hearts. Women too, but they give us all the blame. The write to vote does not mean the right to be stupid.
Buhagiar Avatar
November 24, 2025 at 5:30 AM
A valid spiritual poem. We need a vault of prayer.
DiMino Avatar
November 25, 2025 at 4:10 AM
A place of sanctity kept pure from everyday feelings and relationships. Thank you, Victor.
George Avatar
November 23, 2025 at 7:10 PM
We have to remember and pray for those who wage an eternal battle in life. No point in simply counting the stars.
DiMino Avatar
November 25, 2025 at 4:12 AM
Absolutely. That is why old monks came down from the mountains, to teach and be with the people in their struggles.
Etgen-Baker Avatar
November 22, 2025 at 5:09 PM
I do so appreciate your poetic voice...you used something as simple as 'counting' and wove it into a spiritual poem. Well done!Faving
DiMino Avatar
November 25, 2025 at 4:12 AM
You made my day. Thank you, Sara.
Rose  Avatar
November 22, 2025 at 2:15 PM
Keep safe, and be watchful of what we consume daily, especially knowledge and propaganda lol
DiMino Avatar
November 22, 2025 at 2:37 PM
Nothing we get in the way of news is true. Sad, but it is all filtered and doctored. Not a-one us, out of the deeper loops of influence, knows what is really going on the in the greater world around us. Cherish ourselves, our loved ones, and our personal relationships with God. Blessings my friend.
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