The Healing Body

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My body is telling me

About my heart

And my oldest

Sources of pain

All the way from

Each jagged breath

To the crevices

Between each bone,

To find out the secrets

I still harbor, from me,

From you, from a world

That knows how

To take everything

I need to release,

Because it knows,

Where I do not,

That we are wedded,

That in all sorrow

Lies the doorway

To soft healing.

It is hard, now,

Not to see the wind

As arriving just for us,

So that we can whisper

The unimaginable,

Through our tears,

For it to take away,

On the wings

Of birds, our messengers

Between the universe

In our bodies,

And that body

Of all that is.

It is time: to know

What does not need

To be contained,

What can go,

And how to move

This sacred vessel

Until what remains

Are the secrets

That have been waiting

For us to be ready,

We can serve the world.

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