The vision was that of a dream, this perfect moment when the world opens up and the mind is in unision with nature.
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Sushama Karnik
Françoise Dhulesia It was based on my visit to Aqsa beach , a few miles away from our house. I visited the beach with my son's wife and my three grandchildren on a morning.
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Françoise Dhulesia
Sushama Karnik How wonderful!
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Mahee Dharan
Wov....life itself is a dream ....how can we revise yesterdays....each moment lives in memories....sweet sometimes sad ....all are memories...dream itself is a memory....I can see you now in my memory....that's also a dream ....the essence of a dream is a vision....now I can realise the seed hides in your poetry jee...it germinates in my dream ....love you so much my honorable friend...mahe
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Sushama Karnik
Mahee Dharan Thank you so much, Mahee Dharan for this beautiful comment.
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Sushama Karnik
I wrote this for my daughter-in-law. She and her three children had come from Canada and stayed with me for a few days. This poem celebrates the memory of my vision of her and the children playing on Aqsa Beach. I like your precious comment, not a comment but a vibrant poem like your works of art in sculpture. I'll save this post among my saved posts. You can't imagine how happy I am to have received such a fine tribute to the place of moments lived in memory in our lives. Thank you so much my dear friend.
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