“How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single moment before starting to improve the world.” Anne Frank
In The Betweenness In the betweenness of sea and shore there was an ear that listened as a door, to all that ebbed and flowed along the way, the ins and outs of the long trodden bay. In the edgeness of tree and plain, there was a forest tree loving rain, miming philosophies of significance, drawing attention to her hopeful dance. In the drop between peak and valley lies a cave of eyes looking to rally, the emergence of a long held dream, many answers to fateful anthropocene. In the imperceptible gap between fear and love, swims a peaceful olive branch bearing dove, who arcs across the world rather than fly, casting spells of healing for us to ply. Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®️
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I love this, particularly the last stanza!
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Thank you so much Liz.
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You’re welcome, Paul.
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Lovely.
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Thank you Patricia, appreciated.
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Many thanks Michael xx
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Lovely!
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I loved how your words took me into the depths of nature and healing. Thank you 🙂
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Thank you so much Astrid, so appreciate your response, 🙂
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This one got through to me. Paul, thanks. It had me thinking, dreaming and hoping.
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Thank you very much Gerald, much appreciated.
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Wow what an amazing poem – I so loved this one
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I thought you might. 🙂
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