Lost
Exhile
Searching
Swirling mist
In crackling dust
Stars first violet light
Inescapable twilight
Message of embracing pure love
Crimson last sunset
Found and rescued
The legend
The names
Treasured
Restored
Kept
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Life From A Park Bench 
Wonderful poem.
I like the progression of this poem, Alan….the idea that what was lost at the beginning of your poem is restored at the the end. And in its center is ’embracing love.’
wonderful journey in this alan…from lost to found….from down and out to raised up….love your play with progression in this…
I enjoyed the positive message in your words, Alan. The. Idea that was lost has benn found again and kept. Clever layout.
nice return journey in sentiment and graphic shape.
btw, exhile is new to me.
A beautiful progression, joy in the “message of embracing pure love”.
Nice feeling of movement and progression in this. Lost to kept.
Once again, your beautiful images and colors evoke a spiritual, meditative mood. Just lovely, Alan.
“the names treasured, restored, kept”… love that!
whether it’s a lost thing or a relationship all that is important is to find, restore and treasure it…love these few words and the air of peacefulness about the poem…a beautiful write..
Very spiritual. Reminds me of the Biblical parable of the lost lamb.
loved the flow of the poem!
Very beautifully found yourself.
Losing and finding Love again..and keeping it ..very beautiful poem alan:)
I like the idea of being found and kept. Also loved the writing form.
It’s a great journey you have illustrated here: being lost, being loved, being found.