The Healing Time
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 hieroglyphics 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.
~Pesha Gertler
kelly this is beautiful. i almost didn't comment because the poem feels too sacred ... but i decided to tell you that i sent it to my brother. it felt right for him to see.
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oh gina, i'm so glad you said something and even more glad you sent it to your brother.
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