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 10 Years Ago


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Lovely writing,emotive and encompassing.

Posted 10 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 10 Years Ago


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

Posted 10 Years Ago


The complete strength found in full surrender … zen:)

Posted 10 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 10 Years Ago



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Alfred Kukitz
Alfred Kukitz

Deering, NH



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Yes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..