Can you comment please, do you think this is good?

I`ll start with...."but, what do I know..." because (and perhaps this is just because of the mood I`m in) I know how hard it is to put yourself "out there" and ask for opinions and criticism. You are essentially offering a piece of yourself for others to do with as they will, subjecting yourself to their views. But, for you to write the things you have written,,,there MUST BE within you somethng that sees... as few do. I am enraptured with your word ociations...I cannot express with adequate adoration my minds reflections... This is in a sense unusual in that... I appreciate what you have written...but it is appreciated for doors opened within my own mind. New ociations arise there hitherto unknown. (& I thrive upon the "new" and unknown) So...(therefore) I am in somewhat of a dilema... I think you have written what you have because of your own experience, insight & feelings...your perceptions....But only you can understand this as as only you have experienced it. But ....in stating these things there is a resounding note here...in my experience. I see my own experience in a broader way. What is poetry but the expression if inward things few care to address or delve into in a new way. As a stone thrown....into a deep dark canyon to listen for the sound of the finality of bottom. Then there are the echoes that surprise us in length of duration.... A return of our own thought... Your words are like a barrage of stones...so many, one after the other, that my mind lacks the ability to sort out all the sounds. Throw fewer at atime..and listen....but then.."What do I know..."