towards healing…

the bandage has been rudely ripped off

revealing the truth beneath,

the ache of no healing,

where healing was sought,

 shards of shame and fear,

 grit of hurt and pride,

all mingle with the slow ,

slow poison of bitterness,

ego and angst…


I cannot re-cover this wound quickly,

I must remove the

broken pieces tenderly,

flush out the wound,

 softly but firmly tend the dis-ease

clean out the bitter poison,

rney replace it with balm of forgiveness


this will take time,

 only then can I bind the wound


but with each step,

the healing begins…

and I will bind

this wound



Image; Dark Journey (mine)

About Sally C

How do I describe myself, I am not what I do, (I am a Methodist Minister), I am not who I am related to (I have 5 wonderful children, 2 lovely granddaughters and 2 lovely grandsons). I am a seeker truth, a partaker of life in all it's fullness and a follower, sometimes stumbling, sometimes celebrating of the Christian pathway. I seek wholeness, joy and a connectedness to all things through a deep reconciliation with the God whose love blows my socks off! I love walking, swimming and photography, I dabble with paint and poetry...
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