In Praise of the Meek

In Praise of the Meek

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz
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inherit what?

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In Praise of the Meek



you can count me as a drift of sand


wind as  countenance 


silence as land


from where i go


to what i seek


that simple moment


when the meek sing in choral glee.

© 2015 Alfred Kukitz


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DJ Thank You. I'm beginning to have a deep affection for all you wonderful souls.

regards,
al

Posted 5 Years Ago


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Lovely writing,emotive and encompassing.

Posted 5 Years Ago


Three of you all in my favorite symphony, dancing with words, echoing into the souls of the universe. Thanks, thanks so much!

Regards,
Al

Posted 5 Years Ago


beautiful words, Al... to be one among many in that great choir...

Posted 5 Years Ago


The complete strength found in full surrender … zen:)

Posted 5 Years Ago


we are the meek...the poets, the poor ones with only words as possessions...and we do drift, and we do seek.

love the wording of this.

Posted 5 Years Ago



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Alfred Kukitz
Alfred Kukitz

Deering, NH



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