As The Light Shines – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon


Photo: a Hakea along the Lesmurdie Brook.

“The pursuit of perfection is tiresome.” Liz Russell

As The Light Shines

Beaten by fierce winds and cold rain,
less majestic after the passing storms,
eaten away at the edges of my defence,

∽ And yet, look closer at my translucent skin ∼

See my veins so clearly in the backlight,
now a version of stained glass in mono,
so beautiful as the light shines through.

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