This Place – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: Another sunrise over the Blackwood River, always the hope of a new day, a beginning.

“To live without hope is to cease to live.” Fyodor Dostoevsky

This Place

I want to touch this moment
of winter's sun bleached sky
the butterflies and the life-giving 
rains of plenty collecting generously
along my awakening path,
to embrace this stasis of feeling
welling up past my words,
which are full without sound,
moving past the sweeping edge
of life that sits openly outside my
door and take off my shoes to walk 
this sacred ground, the place of 
discovery, catching my breath
between sorrow and love,  
inviting me to a wholeness of
questions where answers are
never sought.


Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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19 Comments

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19 responses to “This Place – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. The dawning of a new day always seems hopeful to me, too, Paul–
    “catching my breath
    between sorrow and love,” 💙

    Liked by 4 people

  2. I think no one has ever better described the actual experience of being a poet.

    Liked by 3 people

  3. This is the line that most resonated with me: “embrace this stasis of feeling.”

    Liked by 2 people

  4. mic

    👌👌👌✒🗣

    Liked by 2 people

  5. This is beautiful and where the gifts are Paul1 💖💖💖

    Like

  6. Lovely shot, the quote and your words, Paul.

    Liked by 1 person

  7. You describe a place filled with serenity and trust, where peace is met without question. Everyone’s dream come true 😊

    Like

  8. lync56

    Great contemplative poem – love it

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