Today I wake with a hunger
to search the valley
A place where birth lingers
with it's sacred memories
Instead I find voices of condemnation
wounds which left me bleeding, sticks and stones
Still I look for healing, grace, truth, reality beyond
the narrow confines of intolerance and judgement.....
I climbed the mountain summit
Where I had placed my hopes and dreams
Breathless with perseverance
Resolution and persistence my tools
Embracing only the shadow of what had been
once upon a time coveted inside my heart
Inquisitive , acutely examaning my purpose of healing
Only to have them slip through my fingers
This pilgrimage to perhaps locate "Someone"
knowing the secret who would change "it"
Yet wisdom and harmony eluded me
mocking my humbled journey
I found many who claimed wisdom, strength, honesty
Holding it a prisoner behind their inhumane being
I stopped doing everything that I did
Even those things I had never done
I released them into this uncaring universe
Placed with a kiss of grace
I swallowed my useless pride
surrendered to pure acceptance
Through this valley, up this mountain
My destiny bringing no healing
Infected and inflicted moving
my thoughts to a higher place
I embraced my wounds stained with love
Held them with compassion, understanding, knowledge
The breath of my soul pouring love on them...
I had nothing to heal, nothing to lose, nothing to question
The foundation of love which holds the wounded bits
Transforming them into divine acceptance.....
.Copyright © 2012 Barbara MacDonald