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“All human beings are my neighbours. We share the same planet.” Ana Monnar
Everyone Matters
The journey to my neighbour’s is
longer than any other I might take
until that moment when
the chasm is drawn closed
against the comfort of denial
and the habits of suspicion,
then the patterns of self give way
to an emerging knowing and
a lived experience of kindness,
giving space for gratitude,
no matter how fragile
in this place where everyone
and everything matters, and so,
in this garden of life,
love grows.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
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This is beautiful Paul.
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Thank you for that Rupali. 🙂
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Yes. Just yes.
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Thank you Liz, now to convince those who aren’t so sure is my feeling.
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Yes, a big challenge but critically important.
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Absolutely
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So well said. How do we cross those chasms? I ponder this often – the divide a high cost.
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Yes, bunkers all round in some places. I find it takes a very long time, and includes numerous setbacks.
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That would be my experience too, Paul.
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I fully agree with that. But some of these distances will not be bridged in a whole human life.
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I think you’re right, a distance too far really.
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😉 Thank you Paul!
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in this garden of life, love grow — Love it…
Thank you, Paul!
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My pleasure Amy, and thank you.
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Wonderful poem
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Many thanks.
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Everyone is my neighbour, reminds me of the quote from For Whom The Bell Tolls. Nice writing good work.
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Many thanks for that Christo.
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