Wounded Healers

We have all been battered and bruised,
hollowed out, maybe reached throes
of despair. We’ve been overlooked,
passed by, others get chosen even when
we could do better, or so we think,
life isn’t fair, but we have survived.
We wear bandages to prove we have
not been unscathed even if no one notices.

Scars have made us stronger, more humble,
more compassionate to those who
still bear open gashes, who still
struggle to endure, to overcome.

Wounded healer is our call, our place
in this dog-eat-dog, overpowering world
we inhabit. We bring our warm touch,
our tender embrace to the burdened,
the forgotten, the broken-hearted.
We lift each other up and become one.   


Senior grand-mother and adult grand-daughter hugging. : Stock Photo

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