Showing posts with label healing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label healing. Show all posts

Monday, February 24, 2020

Eight Kisses for Healing

One for the bruise,
lest it fester and rot.
Two for the cut,
and the blood wet and hot.
Three for the tears,
and the sorrows they've known.
Four the the ache,
living deep in the bone.
Five for the sinews,
that knit up and mesh.
Six for stitch,
and the joining of flesh.
Seven to call out,
the hale from the strife.
Eight to herald,
the dead back to life.

Tuesday, January 30, 2018

Prophesy

There is darkness in the world,
but I am not of the darkness.
There is pain,
but I am not the pain itself.
I am wounded,
but I am not the wound.
I was wronged,
but I am just.
I was hurt,
but I am holy.
I was killed,
but I rose again.
Of course, you who wronged me,
you see me as broken and cursed,
you have no way of seeing me...
as other from what you did.
But I am greater than you or your crimes.
You will bow before me,
and then you will be forgotten.
I promise you this,
because it has already happened.

-o0o-

Tuesday, January 23, 2018

Scatterplot Boy

Scatterplot boy with a numerical heart:
worried, anxious, and bent out of joint;
lost the plot and ripped apart.
Where do you rest your head tonight?
Your constant concern and anxious mind;
worried the world might leave you behind.
Graphing the world point-by-point.
Where do you rest your head tonight?
Heavy soul, take small respite.
Allow your bones a restful night.
Lay your head down upon my chest.
Give in to sleep and take some rest.
What lays beyond my hearth but spite?
Where do you rest your head tonight?

-o0o-

Monday, December 26, 2016

Unpack

Take yourself to pieces.
Unpack each piece.
Put it outside of yourself,
and you will be empty.
Then take each piece,
look at it,
see if it belongs.
If it doesn't throw it away.
If it belongs put it back,
but carefully,
and this time,
the right way up.
Still yet we might find our flaws.
Still yet we might heal them.
Each day,
unpack each part.
Each day,
remake yourself in your best image.


-o0o-

Friday, March 12, 2010

Hard Day

It's warm
I'm sweating
The labour is hard
But it's good

Pushing more and more
Carrying the stock by myself
The other guys are on site... I'm here alone
But it's good

Customers changing their minds
This then that
No... they want that now
But it's good

Making money
Making progress
Getting better at this
And it's good

Pushing myself further
Sitting down in the office
Back in pain
But it's good

Head is spinning
Faster and faster
Paperwork won't sit still with the fan blowing
But it's good

Drink lots of water
Sing a happy song
Keep my mind on the good things
Make it good

I've never done anything
Never mattered
Been told before that I don't matter
That I wasn't good

But now I'm working
with my hands
Pushing hard
Becoming good again

It's a hard day...

-o0o-