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One day, he came across his favorite possession A guitar, covered with dust untouched for so long A talented musician had moved on with life --- Leaving his music behind --- A sadness overcame him, unable to be explained Where was the part of him dismissed by silence? Now, it was time to dust it off and play again Age could not allow him to ignore this anymore Years had passed, but it sat waiting all the while The talent living in him, never died a single moment It was time to play his music, to be heard today To truly find himself again, this was the only way Heidi Sands 7/26/18

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Date: 8/2/2018 4:10:00 PM
A truly enlightening poem, Heidi! Learning to reconnect w/yourself ... your youthful joy, is a life-extending exercise of such immense and intense pleasure. This poem was a joy to read. Love and more love always.
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Heidi Sands
Date: 8/2/2018 6:08:00 PM
Thank you Freddie! I appreciate your feedback. I hope all is well :)
Date: 8/1/2018 11:34:00 AM
God has planted our talents within us for to become something that connect us to Him! Music is moving the whole universe which vibrates in harmony with the divine! The yearning of the soul to unite with its source doesn't leave one away of his talent, in this case : The Guitar! Excellent dear, Heidi!
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Date: 8/1/2018 11:53:00 AM
You are absolutely right Demetrios. Talents, gifts from God. Our gift back and our connection is to be going forward with them :) I appreciate your insightful, kind comment. Thank you.
Date: 7/30/2018 9:09:00 PM
Music is a great medicine, Heidi I've seen it extend my friends life. Love this one! This one touched me, especially because I have just recently lost a dear friend who would have passed a few years ago had he not polished up his guitar. He played in a band until he said good-bye Charlie // hugs
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Heidi Sands
Date: 7/31/2018 7:51:00 AM
Hi Charles. What an amazing story you have told about a dear friend who polished up the guitar and did what he loved until he said good-bye. Thank you for sharing and commenting :)
Date: 7/30/2018 4:15:00 PM
guitars and violins dear poet, are my favorite,
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Heidi Sands
Date: 7/30/2018 4:19:00 PM
Yes, very nice Frederic :) Thank you
Date: 7/30/2018 1:55:00 PM
Such a thoughtful write, Heidi. I think its meaning could be applied to so many areas. Talent never dies and is a part of who we are. Happy Monday xxoo
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Heidi Sands
Date: 7/30/2018 2:41:00 PM
Thank you Mike. Yes, it is part of who we are. Happy Monday! :)
Date: 7/29/2018 1:34:00 PM
heidi...we may take a leave from our passion, but it wakes up within us again... so remarkable!...huggs
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Heidi Sands
Date: 7/30/2018 2:40:00 PM
You are right Nette. That can happen. Thank you for your comment :)
Date: 7/29/2018 1:18:00 PM
This poem makes me wonder what had happened in his life that compelled him to give up his musical talent! There is definitely a long sad story! Talent never dies, and I am glad that you gave your musician a new lease of life, Heidi. Regards // paul
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Heidi Sands
Date: 7/29/2018 1:19:00 PM
Hi Paul. That is a very good question. Thank you for your kind comment :)
Date: 7/27/2018 1:51:00 PM
You must never leave your music behind, always carry it with you in your heart and in your mind. All the best, Heidi. John
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Date: 7/27/2018 2:02:00 PM
That's right John. I don't play guitar, but I do play piano. Sometimes there have been long periods of time when I am not playing, but will never leave it behind. Thank you for your comment :)
Date: 7/27/2018 6:52:00 AM
Great poem..many can relate to this theme..a treasure it is to find yourself again.
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Heidi Sands
Date: 7/27/2018 7:54:00 AM
Thank you Vijay :)
Date: 7/27/2018 5:24:00 AM
Love the sound of the guitar,I could never play it. My son in law plays in a band makes it look so easy,I suppose we can't be good at everything. Tom
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Heidi Sands
Date: 7/27/2018 7:54:00 AM
Me too, Tom. Thank you for your visit and comment :)
Date: 7/27/2018 12:56:00 AM
- The joy and the music came back ... lovely poem, Heidi - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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Heidi Sands
Date: 7/27/2018 7:53:00 AM
Thank you Anne-Lise :) Have a nice day !
Date: 7/26/2018 7:23:00 PM
Nice... The only difference is I never stopped playing... Even when I write I play the words... A true write indeed...
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Heidi Sands
Date: 7/26/2018 7:39:00 PM
That is great to hear Arturo!! I love hearing guitar. Enjoy! :)
Date: 7/26/2018 5:20:00 PM
Music lives on in that dusty guitar...Nicely penned Heidi
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Heidi Sands
Date: 7/26/2018 6:03:00 PM
Yes, thank you Joseph :)
Date: 7/26/2018 4:32:00 PM
lovely message -
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Heidi Sands
Date: 7/26/2018 4:34:00 PM
Thank you Virginia :)

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