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I’m formless yet
so worried about
doing and looking
forgetting the sweetness
of being alive forsaking
god somewhere on my
own map of events
duties and having to have
being liked and praised
endless strife if I could
just stop it a minute
to get – that craved
drink of fresh water
transparent and true
on the shore of
consciousness
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annamosca 
Went deep on this one. Nice job.
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Thank you 🙂
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You’re very welcome.
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Perfect.
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Happy it suits you well.
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Reblogged this on Stumbling along the sidewalk and commented:
The worries of life draw us away from the things that really matter. Sometimes we forget about the simple things, the most essential things, as we struggle to deal with life’s daily distractions. Well said, Anna.
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Great intro! Thank you for sharing it on your blog.
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beautifully written, the desire to be praised ruins so much good writing, living, everything….
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indeed, thank you for your comment…
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Reblogged this on Big Blue Dot Y'all and commented:
Lovely.
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Thank you for sharing it on your blog Kristen. Glad you like it.
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THIS is awesome.
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Grateful you like it.
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In light of the content I wish you many breaths free from the minds distractions and the worlds opinions.
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So be it, this is an awesome wish! Thank you.
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Enjoying freedom in recent years which you have touched on here Anna. Beautiful.
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So happy for your freedom and for liking this poem. Thank you for sharing.
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I can feel your beutiful poem, Anna. Thank you 🙂
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Thanks to you Alina, glad it hit home 🙂
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Reblogged this on Journey Of A Nifty Day Trader.
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Thank you Babu! 🙂 Happy you like it this much
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Hi Anna,
You are most welcome. Undoubtedly it was very good.
🙂
Regards
Babu, Suresh
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Well written, i like it very much
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Thank you for your comment John, glad you like it.
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Very deep and penetrating poem. Love it.
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Thank you Michael.
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A clear glass….
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with some of that fresh water in it… 😉
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Very beautiful Anna! The “splash” at the end is delicious…
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Well put, thank you for being attentive! 😉
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🙂
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“to get – that craved
drink of fresh water”
Wonderful.
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Thank you Lance.
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Just lovely! I wish you all things transparent and true. ❤ ~Karen~
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That is very very good Karen, may that happen indeed! ❤
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The primal sustenance, but with many different meanings and identities.
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Uh, mmm, not sure where you are going with this but thank you for being here…
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This could be a song, but maybe a song doesn”t deserve this. It is a great piece … “formless”, what resonates me is my dependency on the Father, and how my shape is in His hands … but, that is me, and this line, here: ” … forsaking god somewhere on my own map of events …” Okay, I’m out, but I’ll be back to visit for some more good writing. T
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Thank you for liking this poem and thinking on it’s meaning… Maybe someone will turn it into a song 🙂
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Beautiful. Truly. Thank you. 🙂
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Happy you like it, thank you for commenting it 🙂
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duties on …”being liked and praised..” as you said. Oh, how do I understand that!
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Glad it hit home with you Silvia, thank you for your feedback!
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OMG
You are the shadow next to me!
I had a soulful sip
Thank you
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Beautiful poem and reminder. sometimes I even remember to simply BE or write about it! XD
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Reblogged this on sarbjitsinghkhaira and commented:
Formless !!
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