One For Pippa

ANA & BruNo

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 December 15, 2015, in Not A Poem At All and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 6 Comments.

  1. Thank you, thank you so much, Ben. I’m afraid ‘wow’ will have to suffice again. 🙂 Reminds me of the conversation between Alice and the Cheshire Cat.

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    • Yes, I wonder if that was a deliberate tip of the hat?

      I am so glad you are pleased rather than offended. I was (as so often) uncertain but decided to take the risk. It was just that when I watched the video my Dear One sent me (my mental impression of) you came into my mind and after a little internal chitchat and shilly-shallying I decided to take the plunge. 🙂

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  2. Bless you, Ben!

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