It dies Before It Is Born – poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

VJs Weekly Challenge – Satisfying




“There will never be complete satisfaction in this life, satisfaction is an illusion …”  Amit Kalantri

It Dies Before it is born

What might we agree that is truly satisfying?
this definition of perpetual waiting
for the next moment or event in time,
what is satisfying is only in the moment
here now, gone tomorrow,
and, when the moment comes,
it dies before it is born,
and yet we go on seeking,
sometimes missing life
in hot pursuit of this
elusive experience.

©Paul Vincent Cannon



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33 responses to “It dies Before It Is Born – poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. Will written Paul. A true thought provoking piece.🙏👍🏼❤️

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  2. We do love that instant gratification. Had to laugh at the photo, as my husband and I were golfers – always looking for that next great shot, lol.

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  3. I think I have to disagree with the sentiment of the poem (for me, at least). There are small moments in life that are intensely satisfying, and the fact that they are brief doesn’t make them any less satisfying.

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  4. Unfortunately well said. I know this feeling all too well.

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  5. It should rain red roses for me
    I should encounter all miracles

    That’s what Hildegard Knef sang. A wonderful song.
    Everyone dreams of a unique life, but often experiences a mediocre or even shabby life.

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  6. Amy

    …here now, gone tomorrow, so true. But, the memory may stay with us.

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  8. Maturity leads to much simpler gratifying and satisfying moments. In youth we spend so much time wondering what might be more satisfying, when it was there in front of us all the time. Well penned.

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  9. Charis Counselling

    Very very true


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  10. This moment is really all we have. It’s a gazillion of them all strung together until our lights go out.

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