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panabelle

Wow, thanks. I'll definitely see if that book is in the library.

Actually, I edited that post you're talking about because I felt that most people would just roll their eyes and not appreciate it as you did.

It was also a great boost to my self esteem to receive a compliment saying I'm poetic. My family just thinks I'm corny. [:D]

timeless

I read your post about Life.  I figured you might not expect any comments and might not return to the Life thread so I started a new one to get your attention.  Hope you do not mind terribly.

Panabelle's post:
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I am one flute of many in a band playing a sad, sad song.
When the time is right, I will rush forth into the great, sad song of mankind, ride on the wind, and spread joy, happiness, love, and knowledge wherever I go.
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Dear Panabelle,

When something comes from the heart and is honest it is always a joy to read. You have a very poetic side to you. What you wrote reminds me of another poets work, Kahlil Gibran. He is most famous for the book "The Prophet" but all his writing is inspiring. Here is a little excerpt from his book the Prophet to give you a taste of his writing style so you can tell if you are interested.

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Then said Almitra, Speak to us of Love.
He raised his head and looked upon the people, and there fell a stillness upon them. And with a great voice he said:

When love beckons to you, follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
And when he speaks to you believe in him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams
As the North wind lays waste the garden.

For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you.
Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.
Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,
So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.

(There are a few paragraphs I have left out) then...

But if in your fear you would seek only love's peace and love's pleasure,
Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love's threshing-floor,
Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all your laughter, and weep, but not all your tears.

(There is more)

Kahlil spoke from the heart most powerfully. Perhaps you would like his poetry. (P.S. No I do not work for Barnes and Noble. Honest! Really! I am just an engineer that has taken a year off work to recover from burn out and read great books like this again.)
ISBN# 0-394-40428-9.