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Stillness

So still. Nothing moves except a passing thought en route to somewhere without so much as waking a single atom from its drowsy sleep

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Lin Lane

Date: 12/1/2023 12:18:00 PM

It truly is fortunate for us that our thoughts cannot be heard. I'll let my meaning rest on that sentence. I'm sure you comprehend, Paul.

Paul Willason
Date: 12/9/2023 8:24:00 PM

Thanks for your intriguing comment Lin...value that mind of yours. Regards

Christina Bowring

Date: 11/30/2023 10:06:00 AM

This is a great, well written verse Paul. So much conveyed within its few lines. A thought provoking poem about thought! Really enjoyed reading it. Thank you for sharing. :):)

Paul Willason
Date: 12/9/2023 8:21:00 PM

Thankyou so much for your positive comments Christina. Valued. Regards.

Daniel Turner

Date: 11/30/2023 4:42:00 AM

I don't mind too much when they pass as long as they don't cut me off. That sorta pisses me off. A good one, Paul.

Paul Willason
Date: 12/9/2023 8:18:00 PM

True....the older you get, the more they pass.... Value yr support Daniel. Regards