Comments : Riveting Friendships

  • 12 years ago

    by Meme

    It felt like a happy story, I was imagining the scenes of it. You just told it with such a clever and smooth way. Flowed like magic straight to my heart.

    Loved it hon :)

  • 12 years ago

    by Lioness

    So beautiful!!!

    Even when we're downhill,
    someone is always there
    to console us and comfort us
    like a stream of warm hugs.
    ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
    This was my fav stanza. It made me feel warm and happy!

    x

  • 12 years ago

    by Yakori bint Muhammed

    Such a lovely dedication to the family, written exquisitely with the use of nature as a theme; portrays the bonds etch are natural and enlivening. I'm short of words dear. MAGNIFICENT! Blessings to you, Cheers! :) .

  • 12 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    I'm loving reading all the poems dedicated to our little family at LTFR,
    It makes me feel just a little brighter to hear you describing our little realm, you did this brilliantly, such a beautifully written poem, simple but really speaks the truth.

    Love you girl!! Mwah
    xxxx

  • 12 years ago

    by Decayed

    Cool tribute Sarah :)

  • 12 years ago

    by Larry Chamberlin

    Interesting that you begin it in the mountains. Of course, many rivers do begin high in the hills, so it is an intuitive start.

    Strangers emerging from the mountain reflects the Navajo legend in which the Dinee' (the 'people') emerge into this 'shining world' from a place below. They are said to have come out between the four sacred mountains, real mountains in New Mexico and Arizona.

    I understand why they were blind: not the least concerned about each other's faults, accepting, therefore not distracted by outer appearances, able to see into each other's hearts.

    Simple yet complex: each of us are ordinary persons, not pretending to be what we are not, yet we are each wrapped up by multiple needs and pulled in many directions in our lives.

    Again, like many of us, the distance is recognized, yet brushed aside. The depressions we face, the hard bumps through which we suffer are made easier with the comfort and strength of our true fellows.

    Wonderful poem, Sara!