today i am quiet. i am full of recent revelations and now i am mentally digesting.
The Healing Time
by Pesha Gertler
Finally on my way to yes
I bump into
all the places
where I said no
to my life
all the untended wounds
the red and purple scars
those hieroglyphs of pain
carved into my skin, my bones,
those coded messages
that send me down
the wrong street
again and again
where I find them
the old wounds
the old misdirections
and I lift them
one by one
close to my heart
and I say holy
holy.
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thank you so much for your comments on my post. it meant a lot to me. also, thank you for posting this beautiful poem. it was just what my heart was yearning for. :) it is almost too amazing what comes when you ask for it.
Wow, that's a beautiful poem.
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