Still Nameless

Still Nameless

I am listening to Rumer’s song,
This Travellin’ Boy, originally by Paul Williams.                                                                      This late afternoon sustains me.                                                                                                       I feel a tender lightness in my being as I walk,
on my way to the coffee shop,
and a sweet deep longing that is still nameless.
I know I am just passing through…

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About Virgilio Gavia

Interests: poetry, photography, writing (prose and poetry), walking/hiking, reading (non-fiction and books of poetry) drinking coffee and herbal teas, camping, fishing, contemplating, solitude, silence, traveling, faded jeans, meaningful conversation, wabi-sabi, haiku, tanka, Jazz, Classical, oldies, all the books of Thomas Merton, Joseph Campbell, Thomas Moore, John O'Donohue, Mary Oliver, David Whyte, Mark Strand, ancient Chinese and Japanese poets, The Bible, spirituality, philosophy, psychology, sociology, history, humanities and the arts.
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8 Responses to Still Nameless

  1. All of us just passing through…

  2. j.h. white says:

    Yes, those moments of slight disconnect and longing…the in breath. Beautiful, Virgilio

  3. joshi daniel says:

    cool and nice colors 🙂

  4. Mikels Skele says:

    Very nice in combination, good work.

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