Partial Not Impartial


Birds, sheep, cats
And dogs
I love

How shall I say?
… Not always quite so much

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on April 13, 2015, in Poetry and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 8 Comments.

  1. I can so relate to this. 😉

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    Give animals love
    Human’s speak with fork in tongue
    Rare ones will listen

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  3. Terrible bunch, nice to find the odd gen every now and again.

    – Esme shaking Ben’s hand upon the Cloud

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