Nature And The Unnatural


That which is so obvious,
so moving
to many of us
seems though invisible
to those
whose eyes are fixed
solely on shekels.

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 July 12, 2019, in Poetry and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. I’ve been trying to change that, little by little, blog post by blog post.

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  2. theburningheart

    Good! 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Thanks. Many a mickle makes a muckle. 🙂


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