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#woundedhealer
indifferent to unplanned pathways   destiny knows not enslaving bounds pathways crisscross at befallen crossroads knowing all roads lead to all roads restlessly searching through the ache writhing within, the voice of my soul speaks crystalline through the hidden portal of my heart beckoning the wounded healer within be at home in the silent darkness of suffering to perceive the gems of awakening light; embrace the lessons where the wounding leads us to bring forth a healing reincarnation, intimately feeling the collective pulse of humanity echo a wholeness in a deeper level our being the only spark to rekindle a flame blown out a soul’s assent to the labyrinth through the wound
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Nov 14, 2016
Nov 14, 2016 at 9:15 AM UTC
wounded healer
They expected a wound to become a weapon. Expected the broken to grow teeth sharp enough to cut through bone and split the world open the same way their heart was cracked in two. But some people carry pain like lanterns instead of knives. Some learn the anatomy of sorrow so intimately that they can recognize it in the tremble of another's voice, in the way someone laughs too loudly, in the silence between every “I’m fine.” There are souls who become softer after surviving what should’ve hardened them. Not because it hurts them less, or because they are “holy.” But because they remember exactly what it felt like to bleed unseen. So they bandage others with the same trembling hands that once reached out for help only to come out empty-handed. This is the paradox of Chiron, “the wounded healer.” A person stitched together with scar tissue and starlight, turning old grief into medicine. They’re living proof that hurt people don’t always hurt people. Some create shelter. Some lead with compassion. Some become the calm voice saying, “I know this darkness. Come sit beside me. You do not have to survive this alone.” And maybe that is the holiest thing of all — to stand at the edge of your own suffering without pushing another deep into the abyss. To be strong enough to say: “The pain stops here.”
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May 25
May 25, 2026 at 5:21 PM UTC
Chiron