A gentle tug at the silvery thread that binds
And poetry and prose glide towards 'em
How...oh how do they...
See it bright and full on a new moon's day or cast shadows on a cold winter's
Gaze at the water in a pond long dried up or seek the stars in a sky lonesome

Touring the blog-dom can be very informative, (**now I know what XYZ did from the time he/she brushed his/her teeth to the time he/she had dinner;)), some of the hyperlinks have opened up a plethora of wonderfully crafted posts, thoughts and opinions I would otherwise never have privy to, in an internet-less world. And as I hop from one blog to another, I choose to linger on those particular posts just a little while longer, only to savour the talent that simmers beneath..

**post scriptum from PS : No offence meant to any blogger and his/her blog. Readers inadvertently shoo-ed away have been requested to return ;)