And Yet – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: post dawn over the Blackwood River (taken in June – winter) “An age is called “dark”, not because the light fails to shine but because people refuse to see it.” James Michener And Yet And there we all were, no cares in our world, sole operators without reference to any of the subtle reminders […]

And Yet – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

This is a real Imagination by ( Soul ) my distant dear friend Paul! He is my spiritual teacher ( GURU ) of mine!

And I am so…….so… Proud of him!

By datta

A retired class -1, Government Officer engaged in self farming work! I have tremendous liking for imaginative art work and practical study of all the people I meet with in my day to day work. I like to study the MIND of every person!

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