My World – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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RDP Thursday – Looking Out Of My Backdoor.

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“Not knowing when the door will come I open every door.”  Emily Dickinson

My World

Of all the front doors there is nothing certain,
a series of possibilities and invitations,
comings and goings strewn across a day,
across a lifetime
as the world beckons,
but my backdoor is more assured
and as I look out
it is my world,
though I do not own it,
a space of reflective knowing,
that holds everything
unhindered and full
and though there are walls,
there are none able to
hem my thoughts
or my dreams.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Paul, pvcann.com

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