Nov10 Indian Wells, 2015 Posted on November 10, 2015 by anna mosca Standard * most people I am sure don’t believe in magic until they step on Indian land until they hear silence in their hearts swelling a long river . . . . . Rate this:Share this:TwitterFacebookLinkedInTumblrEmailPrintPinterestWhatsAppSkypeLike this:Like Loading... Related
That is so true and words are floating around it, at times you can grasp them, others not at all, as I said in the previous poem last week. I knew there will be kindred spirits among my readers… π LikeLiked by 1 person Reply ↓
Magic is all around us. Many just don’t want to see it or own up to it. This is beautiful!! LikeLike Reply ↓
I do not believe in magic, Anna. I know magic. π
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Thank you Alina, you are confirming a suspicion I had about you! π
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Magic is real! Especially in Native lands!
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That is so true and words are floating around it, at times you can grasp them, others not at all, as I said in the previous poem last week. I knew there will be kindred spirits among my readers… π
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Magic is all around us. Many just don’t want to see it or own up to it. This is beautiful!!
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I’ve been to Indian Wells, and it is indeed a peaceful and magical place.
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So happy you can confirm that, thank you Jet π
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Beautiful
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thank you π
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Um… Not being facetious… I am magic…
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Good thing!
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Your poems have a kind of strength, thank you
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Thank you for reading them and for your comment, enjoy
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