In fact, it is the speaking-being that has created this universe, even if language excludes him from it. This means that we are deprived through words of an authentic intimacy with what we are, or with what the Other is. We need poetry, not to regain this intimacy, which is impossible, but to remember that we miss it and to prove to ourselves the value of those moments when we are able to encounter other people, or trees, or anything, beyond words, in silence.
Beautifully written, do take a look at my blog😇
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Thank you Neeldip1! I will surely take a look! 🙂
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Beautiful picture! ❤
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Thank you Trina! ❤ ❤ ❤
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Breathtaking picture, Amira so apt with this awesome poetry that flows like flames.
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Thank you so much dear Kamal for your beautiful comment! ❤ ❤ ❤
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Welcome dear Amira.
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Beautiful poem and mesmerizing photo!
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Thank you so much Linda! I am glad you enjoyed it! 🙂 ❤
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