How real, how true, how very beautiful.....and
comforting!
"And when great souls die,
after a period peace blooms,
slowly and always
irregularly. Spaces fill
with a kind of
soothing electric vibration.
Our senses, restored, never
to be the same, whisper to us.
They existed. They existed.
We can be. Be and be
better. For they existed."
Maya Angelou
"When Great Trees Fall"
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Hi,
Hi, Bets (dare I be so familiar?) I just came across your words re Maya Angelou. You 2 just KNEW each other, I feel! Bless all poets!
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