dVerse Poets – Poetics – Let Us Labour
Photo: Lake Amadeus, NT.
“Each day is a little life: every waking and rising a little birth, every fresh morning a little youth, every going to rest and sleep a little death.” Arthur Schopenhauer
One Day
Did I conceive that I wondered as
the idea floated through my mind,
there I stood on sacred ground
my feet bathed in the dust of ancestry,
and I scooped a handful
of this dry, red wisdom as if
I were scooping up water
for my parched throat,
sifting it through my fingers,
feeling the lives of ages,
seeing the future in past, lived, lives,
some of them my own
even not yet birthed,
but being born
and one day they will ask,
not were you someone famous,
rather, were you really Paul?
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
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Hmmm, interesting
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I love this poem. I never thought ot that thought. Were you really you? Great fresh perspective.
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Thank you for your reflection on this Pat.
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You really were, my brother
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Ah, thank you Ana, that is encouraging.
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Loved this one, Paul, and what a great note to leave it on!
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So glad you liked it Jill, and thank you so much for the feedback.
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stunning pic and definitely sacred land how blessed you are to live in and visit such country 🙂
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Yes, that is so true Kate.
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Very beautiful – deep and reflective
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Thank you Lyn 😀
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oooooh, very thought-provoking.
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I’m thrilled to hear that it has spoken in that way, thank you for sharing this.
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It is a great privilege and very humbling to live here, isn’t it, Paul? Your poem portrays how very small we are compared to the wonder all around us.
Also, I still you must be famous, even if it is only on your own blog. 🙂
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We are so small but we forget, thank you for reflecting back on this Tracey, and yes in my own blog/teacup 😀
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Great Question!!
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Thank you Dwight, they do pop up now and again.
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You are welcome!
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That quote resonates. I love how those wide open spaces make us reflective beings. “… my feet bathed in the dust of ancestry …” how evocative and beautiful.
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The question of all questions. The important one. So true Paul! Love it very much. Best wishes, Michael
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Thank you very much Michele, much appreciated.
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Wow! Love this and the contemplation of time, space and existence in such thoughtful and elegant words, Paul!! Very impressive!! Loved the quote too!
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High praise indeed, thank you for your thoughtful response Charles.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Many thanks Charles
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When I reached the last line, I immediately thought of Saul on the road to Damascus.
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That is an interesting connection, thank you for sharing that Liz.
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