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
