The Wondering Poet--Paz

When one is cut off from life who has been towering over and giving shade like a tree, life becomes miserable. Yet our grief can be sublimated into creative writing. I can sense your loneliness.

My friend Sara, your thoughts should induce many to live righteous.

"The Wondering Poet--Paz" is a great write. Great Ending... Just maybe we will. "Good Luck" I did, "The Trees Know - PAZ." Have a Lovely/Blessed Day Writing Away............

Dear Sara, The raw vulnerability in these few lines is incredibly moving. "One tree felled / Limbs fall from others" is such a precise, striking image. It perfectly captures how grief doesn’t just take the person we lose; it shears off pieces of everyone standing nearby, leaving us wondering how to keep our balance in the aftermath. Having spent nearly two decades sitting in healing rooms with folks trying to navigate the maze of loss, I know just how heavy and disorienting that specific kind of isolation can be. When the one who felt like a protector is gone, the silence left behind is deafening. I truly believe that writing our way through the dark is how we eventually map the path back to ourselves. Also, through our Lord and Savior, He always gives us strength. Blessings, Daniel

I always feel that through our poems we will find ourselves too. Ah dear sara, you are such a strong soul and the arrangement of lines and depth of what youv expressed here is deeply moving and so honest, Pleasure reading always! Hope the weather is nice now. Sending you light always

This poem is a moving experience for me. Design, outlay, flow beyond compare. In praise of self awareness. Howard

Wow. I am jealous. You hit this out of the ballpark. I don't even know where to begin with it

Love those last two line!