(Poem) Compassion goddess hears the cries of the world and descends to help those in need by Donna Snyder

I came here on the back of an extinct crane
Its slender neck
Wings fierce and gilded with the feathers of the north wind
I heard the needs of the people and the tormented world
I fled the other place and came to the border of here and there
Don’t measure my strength by the standards of your own desires
Do not judge my beauty by the light of the eyes you behold when you look into the obsidian mirror
Plumb my darkness and encounter your own illumination
Herald my compassion and celebrate the outrage in my heart
Look me in the face and dare to see me
Now sorrowful
Now ashiver with ecstasy
You may be blinded by the stars about my head
Twist my hair into a knot and bind me to your fate
You may be blinded
But I will not look away
There is no existence without the “I”
There is no authenticity without the “now”

this poem previously appeared in my poetry chapbook “I Am South” which was published in 2010 by VirgoGray Press.
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8 thoughts on “(Poem) Compassion goddess hears the cries of the world and descends to help those in need by Donna Snyder”

    1. Carla, thank you for the lovely compliment. I love you and miss you. Thank you for reading my poem.

  1. Reblogged this on poetry from the frontera and commented:
    My friend Flame caused me to recollect this poem, published in 2012 in Return to Mago, and previously published in my chap, I Am South, released in 2010 by Virgogray Press. Virgogray will be publishing a perfect bound second edition of I Am South in the next few weeks.

  2. My friend Flame caused me to recollect this poem, published in 2012 in Return to Mago, and previously published in my chap, I Am South, released in 2010 by Virgogray Press. Virgogray will be publishing a perfect bound second edition of I Am South in the next few weeks.

    Kuan Yin has been much on my mind lately. I’ve resumed wearing her likeness on a strong around my neck. I invoke her blessing, that my heart be filled with compassion for others and that all resentment, anger, and disappointment be removed from my spirit.

  3. -I came here on the back of an extinct crane –
    I can’t think of a more beautiful opening line, Donna,
    and this poem reminds me of how difficult it is to inspire
    compassion and empathy in the world – to not pass
    judgment on others , or even, simply see oneself.
    Written by someone who has a goddess heart and view.
    Love this!

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