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The Wound

In my heart

there is a deep wound


It keeps my attention

on what’s important


It bleeds with force

and it is cherished


This is the wound

that keeps on giving


No stemming of the flow

anytime soon


I celebrate the blood

and the mess


I welcome the purging

and the pain


I give it a voice

I bathe it with love


Close to this wound

there is immense joy


Wrapped around this wound

there is humble gratitude


Inside this wound

there is endless hope and trust


Around the edges

surrendered acceptance and precious lessons


I steward this wound

with patience and compassion


It has existed for centuries

it has traversed lifetimes and landscapes


It has sailed many seas

and it has spoken many languages


It is mine

and it is universal


Transient

and eternal


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