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The Son Doong Cave in Vietnam is renowned for having its own unique ecosystem.
A Suzette Swan Arc poem on the theme of Elements of Nature (air), highlighting Son Doong Cave.
the air that we breathe – an intricate part of survival – reluctantly exhaled lost in the cauldron of communal breath we yearn for a world hidden from troubling delusions where dreams are cut short aeroplanes circle in the muggy morning air while others for no apparent reason fall out of the sky souls ascending taking their final breaths with them lost in mid thought as silence swallows the answer … ...to their dreams of a world lost in the bowels of the earth its unique, virginal ecosystem leaving one breathless where thoughts are entwined with the mist - oil on troubled waters a balm for the soul diverse as their yearning for a lost innocence and as transient as the air that we breathe— mere illusions …
Copyright © Suzette Richards | Year Posted 2025
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