In Their Faces – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“One needs others to get to know oneself.” Carl Jung

In Their Faces

When the harrowing voice pierced my body a
thick roke of darkness became my inward days,
feeling the essence of sorrows all around me,
reaching the fragile wraith of my heart into 
their deeps and seeing the innocent faces of
loved ones peering through the the threshold
of suffering as a multitude of all before,
as a sign of hope that the cliches of time 
are true enough in honouring the layers of
pain so easily stored in the flesh, now let
go in the moment I see myself in their faces.


Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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29 Comments

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29 responses to “In Their Faces – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. “Feeling the essense of sorrows all around me” is a painful place to be, overwhelming at times.

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  2. The origins of compassion

    Liked by 3 people

  3. *humble applause*</em< for you, Paul.


    David

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  4. this is beautiful such a poignant poem! ❤

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