Masks We Live By: Philosophic Outburst

This is one of those poems that hit the very foundation of philosophy, Who am I, what am I, where did I come from, where am I going, what is my fate?Your poem was intelligent and helpful to all who face life as thinkers. Well written, very good imagery. It moves well, and begs to be responded to. ----Late Arthur G. Finch Commented on "An Added Player" from this book.Thoughts which always seem to be in the back of our minds, but are never truly brought forth to consider the beauty and rhythms of the natural wonders with which this planet, and Man, have been blessed. Until they are given meaningful substance--more than a vague recognition, at any rate, and laid upon the canvas of our lives. With images painted bright and true, the artist allows us to share in his delights, and to join in a celebration of all things good, great or small, some seemingly insignificant and unworthy, but when presented by the thoughtful and the caring artist, we are witness to the miracles of Life. And Love.I thank you for this write. It is a very worthwhile accomplishment.Frank Fields