|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by George Hoerner on 02/12/07 at 12:58 PM|
Because love is not a path. Love is at the same time momentary and endless! Well done again!
|Posted by Christel Crews on 02/12/07 at 08:14 PM|
and i read this one again and again, just to stop and absorb the truth and the quietness of this truth.. a beautiful telling of it too
|Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 02/13/07 at 12:14 AM|
Thank you for this quiet truth.
|Posted by Michelle Angelini on 02/18/07 at 02:16 PM|
The paradoxical simplicity of your words give me a sense of serenity, because this amazing feeling is out there to be experienced. As always, terrific, Ashok.
|Posted by Alison McKenzie on 03/17/07 at 02:38 PM|
Your perspective never ceases to amaze me.
|Posted by Alisa Js on 05/17/07 at 02:17 AM|
~~~you are so correct... as love is always in the present and not bound by time or space.. thank you for stopping by and for your kind comments.. aloha
|Posted by Nadia Gilbert Kent on 03/18/08 at 03:54 PM|
I miss your poems.
|Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 04/06/08 at 08:47 PM|
Profound truth in the simplicity of this poem. The question one must ask. What do we do with this love? Or should it be Love?
|Posted by Brian Francis on 07/24/08 at 11:31 PM|
Wonderful in its simplicity. As always you strike a cord. Peace --bf
|Posted by Glenn Currier on 07/23/09 at 10:24 AM|
Some profound thoughts here, Ashok. I had never considered the fact that all paths lead do an end. And there are at least two ways to interpret the word, "end." End as in goal or end as in terminus-final. But to me, the hopeful and energizing idea in your poem is that love has no beginning nor end and it is a path that can always be walked... endless possibilities and challenges. This one goes in my favorites. Thank you, Ashok.
|Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 08/08/09 at 11:35 AM|
I am glad to have found this today in the beginning. ;)