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Stillpoint

The space binding darkness to light, birthplace of visions where souls do not stray in exclusion but congregate wearing the mantle of mercy and peace. Bitter arguments unreconciled, blessings never spoken, angry exchanges left wanting of prompt resolution have no meaning here. All torments are quieted, rumors and lies are forgiven, love and respect take their hold for those children of God who were wandering out in the cold.

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Nivitha Ann Paul

Date: 4/4/2009 12:01:00 AM

l luv this ...........excellent write......

Hana Ryusaka

Date: 3/20/2009 12:55:00 PM

This is just amazing, Keith. I love especially the first line.. it's an interesting concept. You have done a great job here!! Lovely images!!!

Denis Joe

Date: 3/17/2009 9:07:00 AM

I like this Keith. The flow of this is great. The way that the sytax works is good in that it maintains the sounds of the words. the theme is a great one and you use a great deal of inventiveness to express it ('angry exchanges left wanting' etc.). The poem has an authoritive air to it wilst maintaining a balance between goodness and badness.

Kristin Reynolds

Date: 3/16/2009 4:55:00 AM

...and in that still psace, we are found. beautiful verse, my friend, love, Kristin