“If you go into a far, far forest and get very quiet, you’ll come to understand that you’re connected with everything.” Alan Watts
Beyond The forest edges to newness and I want to run into it, roll, sit, walk stand in it, embody the quiet growth as the dry relinquishes to life renewed, breathing after breath too long held, to fill my senses to an ecstasy beyond the big O as every sound, smell and sensation rushes through my desiccated soul, till finally, overcome, I want to sleep with her silence. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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Wow! Very evocative.
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Thank you very much for that Pat.
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Can I come along?
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Absolutely, journey friends add to the significance of the moment.
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delightfully expressed and I agree with Sandy! I want to come.. ❤️
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Together we go … 🙂
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ahhhhhh wonderful! ❤️
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🙂
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Desiccated, now there is a word you hardly ever see! I love the peaceful tranquility of this poem.
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Many thanks Maranda, yes, one of those words that seems to be disappearing. I love that you found it peaceful 🙂
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Spring has sprung🥰
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It sure has Cheryl 🙂
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This poem makes me want to run into the woods right now and hide from this afternoon’s appointment with the endodontist and a probable root canal procedure. True story.
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I hate root canal, had several, so I’m running even faster now, hope it went okay and it wasn’t necessary Janet.
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I want to sleep with her silence. Beautiful feeling and very necessary emotion.
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That oneness, so hard to articulate, thank you for adding your feeling and experience Megha.
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I’ve known the feeling all my life!
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Quick, run … we might be peas in a pod on this one.
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😀
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Beautiful, if its not a winter walk.
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No, we are almost in summer now.
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Definitely yes to this one – you renewed my desire to enter this life giving place surround by bushland
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Always the best place.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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🙂
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