Photo: Cafe in Bunbury, a spirited Willy Wagtail – the fly-catcher who came in from the cold!
“The highest proof of the spirit is love.” Albert Schweitzer
When the prophet spoke
the wait was long and dry
till some shepherds called
though few believed their news,
I glimpse her if I’m careful
in children passing by,
birds, laughter, dragonflies,
faces on the street,
wise wind of Sophia
ancient eternal present,
heartfelt.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
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Isn’t this so true, of life’s most precious, beautiful things?
“I glimpse her if I’m careful
in children passing by,
birds, laughter, dragonflies,
faces on the street”
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It sure is De, and many thanks for reflecting on this.
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Cute. It’s those little glimpses that make life bearable
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Indeed 🙂
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So…who is Sophia?
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The Spirit, Ruah, who moved across the waters in the beginning.
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OH…first time I’ve the the Spirit named this…although I was aware that in certain ancient texts, the Spirit was given a female identity.
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Yes, there’re other names too I’m sure but they’re the main ones.
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Okay—thanks!
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My pleasure
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
VERY SENSITIVELY WRITTEN!
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Thank you Jonathan.
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YOWZA!
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🙂
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your words flowed deep into my heart today – beautiful reflection Paul
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Thank you so much Gina for sharing that heartfelt response.
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My Pleasure Paul.
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I like the thought of being careful to catch a glimpse.
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Noticing and being aware, i wonder that it comes with age? Many thanks Frank.
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Sometimes a glimpse is all that’s needed to sustain us.
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Yes, that’s the whole thing, besides, I’m not sure we’d cope with anything more.
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A quiet traveler, looking for (invisible) crumbs. Magic moments can happen at any time, and oh such a delight each time they do.
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Yes to that, well said, thank you Lisa.
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YW Paul
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A beautiful love poem Paul. ❤️
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Thank you for the lovely response Dawn. 🙂
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Nice
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Thank you
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you Charles
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This is lovely and beautifully crafted. I try to find magic, beauty, etc, in all of those things, too.
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Merril, thank you for sharing that, wonderful to have a kindred spirit in finding those things.
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❤
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Love it too, Paul! Thank you, Michael
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Thank you Michael.
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I think we spend too little time just looking… really good.
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Whole heartedly agree, sadly.
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Beautiful – I love this name for the spirit ’Sophia’ such a beautiful poem
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