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Where Frozen Embers Still Burn

My grandpa always loved good yard sales To pick up odds and ends driving for miles Would return with amazing things in his cart As he loved old books to instruct and impart. First he would read a book with words’ usage Would leave hand written notes on each page His time came and passed away though sturdy And I went to a University for further study. As the family grew, needed more space enough So decided for the yard sale with all the old stuff. . At the end of the day, we got rid of many a things But the books, old and new, remained in the offing. While winding up the sale, my eyes fell on an old book At once the past became a present with a further look. It was the most sacred scripture The Bhagawad Gita A colloquy by Lord Krishna, a Bible of Hindu *Amrita Preaching Karma as you have the power to act only And no power to influence the result solemnly. I carry Gita, the book with notes by my grandpa physically And never forget the teachings therein spiritually. What looked like a trash to people who had no concern Luckily it has been a great treasure and of great concern. * Nectar +++ August 25, 2014 Form: Rhyme
Second Place Win Contest: Where frozen embers still burn by Gail Angel

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Date: 8/29/2014 9:24:00 AM
Hi Dr. Mehta, Very nostalgic write. Very nice. Congratulations on your win. Enjoy the day. Earl
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Date: 8/28/2014 10:38:00 PM
Nicely written Ram... Congratulations on your high marks in the contest... Verlena
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Date: 8/28/2014 5:04:00 PM
Dropping back with my congratulations:-) hugs Jan xx
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Date: 8/28/2014 3:36:00 PM
Dear Dr. Ram, The book is a treasure and it was intended to stay with you as a source of inspiration. Cherish your memories of your grandfather's teachings. Congratulations on your win! Love, Carolyn
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Date: 8/28/2014 3:15:00 PM
Congratulations on your winning poem, Dr. Ram
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Date: 8/28/2014 7:05:00 AM
Well written.Enjoyed the whole plot and Scheme. A Beautiful piece of poetry, written magnificently and sublimely with flowing thoughts of inspiration and imagination.
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Date: 8/26/2014 7:25:00 AM
What an interesting story/poem about your grandpa. I too loved to go to yard sales. What some people consider trash - to others is treasure. Your grand pa was a wise man. Thanks for sharing... Lucila
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Date: 8/25/2014 6:27:00 PM
books give us so much Ram it is good you kept this one gl in contest hugs
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Date: 8/25/2014 9:40:00 AM
One man's trash is another's treasure. Every note from family passed is a treasure that should last!
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Date: 8/25/2014 8:49:00 AM
a beautiful take on the theme Dr Mehta a wonderful write. Good luck in the contest Hugs Jan xxx
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Date: 8/25/2014 6:23:00 AM
it really is a treasure, Dr. Ram!. has been carrying with me 3 books my Father so loved, too! wonderful poem! :)
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