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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


and eternal

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