Thursday 2 February 2012

Poem: Hurting

Hurting’s a part of it
Like the needle piercing skin to pull
Its nerve through and over and
Under and so secure
Our skin against our self.

Hurt is not a break from life
For a breach brings forward healing
And the days that drag on forward
Toward death
Drag us deeper into life.

Time heals by tearing,
Hurt provides a hold, hot metal lances,
The needle secures,

Hurt provides a hold; hurting helps us
To be held,
Hurting leads us to hold.

Time (sometimes in slow motion)
Hurtles us through breaches and
Bruisings to
Help the heart hold firm through hurt.

23 September 2002

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