To know a thousand faces

To know my thousand faces
To know what face I hold
About face, front face
face to face in flow...


Behind view, side sweep
angled down low
upside down
inside out
Faces I always know...

Every face tells you your face
from every angle shown
Lines drawn, frowns and even higher glows
Facial expressions speak to me
a thousand words in flow
Even as you hide from me
My face to face it knows...

As I face one thousand faces
in the greater face in me
The flow of faces coming in
allows me now to see
That every face, is my own
It tells me of my face in me.

I listen now to all I see
and find the flow to be,
In flow of faces
telling tales
sharing hidden gems,
Opening stories
facing me
in feelings deep within.

As I look and gaze inside
each and every one
One thousand faces
merge in me
to finally let undone..

The greater face
To face the greater
face to face and be
In peace of faces
coming in
Each one I know is me..

[RedEmbers]

I quite enjoyed and related to this poem SW.

The photos intrigued me... was there some synchronicity going on for you then or was it all just a happily planned coincidence?

[Joe Mc]

Shut your face ! your asked for it Sw Glad your still
writing poetry. All day i face the barren waste without
a drink of water, cool clear water !

Originally Posted by Colorful-Chameleon

I quite enjoyed and related to this poem SW.

The photos intrigued me... was there some synchronicity going on for you then or was it all just a happily planned coincidence?

I intuitively connected the Plan as one...

thanks cc..

Originally Posted by Joe Mc

Shut your face ! your asked for it Sw

thanks joe, in reflection of that face you showed me, I am sitting here trying to work out how to shut mine...Is there some step by step process you can show me to do this trick...

Glad your still
writing poetry.

Slow and steady nowdays..

All day i face the barren waste without
a drink of water, cool clear water !

You poor sausage Joe...can someone please toss a bucket of clear cool water down this mans throat...and give me some peace of mind that he is not dying of thirst!!! my empathy is in overload, I need a quick fix....

[RedEmbers]

Hehe.

I might just chuck an icy cold bucket of ice on his head instead then giggle and run away just for the fun of it.
sorry, I couldn't resist... I am feeling like a prankster today.
(Hey Joe).

[Joe Mc]

Yes its a lovely poem Silent and it has a nice feeling, a ring of truth that comes from writing out from the depths. I know that the logical mind is in free-fall when i hear mentioned of all of those faces. And sometimes when that is the case, I see how the logical mind with all its glorious functionalities and modes limits and cajoles a higher sense of perception from showing it's face.

I saw something recently that probably approximates to this poem but it was in terms of 'Signs'..(yes street signs included lol)...no lol, just a an amazing feeling that everything was a signification evolving living and dying. I saw it clearly from my higher self, peeking in there when you have the courage, is a wonderful display of interconnectedness and story.

Hi Chameleon (Red E) hope you are well lol...you prankster, trickster, banana head !! :)

[LadyMay]

This is beautiful!

[Joe Mc]

A couple of lines i wrote for you Silent as an apology for my rudeness lol.

When i was a boy
I held a gun in my hand
I saw a painting of a landscape move
I held sway over a dog and a cat
I commanded
The Sea to part ..and all across the
floor everything fell apart
I sang in secret my incantations
Buried my heart in the whispering days
That moved like the breath of cold mornings
Alighting on cold window panes
Alive, Alive, Dead,dead ...all was clear
All was said out loud for awhile !

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q9Deeh9n-VI

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