“None of us know all the potentialities that slumber in the spirit of the population.” Vaclav Havel
In This Place In the slow solitude of empty chairs like a melancholy wrapped in damp cardboard, I have been left to close my eyes where what lies unseen is now revealed maybe for a hundred years of unwaking, dissolved into a myriad tones of slumber, this is the most ethereal place to be, to be pushed off that inner ledge of knowing and landing fully at unknowing, sensing a profound feeling of belonging in this place of the wandering spirit. Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®️
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Many thanks Michael 🙂
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Beautiful. I feel some peace given from it. Thanks, Paul! xx Michael
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Wonderful to hear, thank you so much xx
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So much heart touching poem.gorgeous.❤️
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Thank you very much indeed Aruna. ❤️
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You are most welcome,dear!!🌺🙏🌺
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Love it!
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Very poignant and peaceful too .
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Many thanks for this
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My pleasure 🙏
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I love this contemplative poem
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I thought you might 🙂
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