Anil Deo Poet Bio

Jim Link - 3 Years On

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Jim was the archetypal Mensch
We loved writing, Greenbelt MD, Jesus

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At the edge of my tears
I could sit, daydream, make monuments with words
The Hindu soul within my Soul
Had adored weaving flowers for Jaggan
Whose mom died while he was the driver
Our ancestors will gladly bequeath garlands
Tropical and exotic strelitzia and protea
But you and I are forever in another lineage
The eternal family through a lamb, Jesus

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Bill Baker March 8, 2022 at 7:20 AM A soulful poem, a message from your heart. I enjoyed your conclusion and the entire poem. Have a joyful day, my friend. Bill

Valsa George March 2, 2022 at 7:26 PM "But you and I are forever in another lineage The eternal family through a lamb, Jesus." It requires unusual grace and courage to break away from the culture and practices of ancestors. You have done that, leaving aside your Hindu lineage... and now you sculpt monuments of words for Jesus ! Great Anil....

Debra L Brown March 2, 2022 at 1:48 PM Hi! Anil, Monuments are there to mark a time in history. We will always remember that person or that moment in time. I to enjoy reading the words on monuments. Thanks for sharing your thoughts, enjoyed. When we have eternal life and are new bodies. There won't be any more monuments to put up. We will live forever. Prayers and Blessing ~ Debra

Quoth Theraven March 2, 2022 at 8:00 AM Anil, 'I could sit, daydream, make monuments with words' - Yes, a monument engraved in love and respect. -Richard