CUT

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what is a cut,
if not a chance to heal?
what is a scar, if not a story tell?

then let it in
that white fire
let it through the cracks
suture them with gold
veins as rich as sturdy oak
let it carve through your landscape
leave you glistening
sewn together
as an epilogue to be told

trace them tenderly
wear them raw
worn like medals
when all was lost

for aching hearts
for taken limbs
for wounds we knowingly conceal within

plunge into the silent lake
and cleanse your bitterness
even so your body, salted with your aches
will find the strength
to fly again
just as the fallen egret spreads it’s holy wings

just as the forgotten acorn does
growing roots in the darkest soil
a stem climbs steadily
cuts open the earth
ready to receive the light

our scars are ours to hold and keep
a roadmap of our trials
they lead us on a journey to
our hearts
that goes on for miles and miles....

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Hope this helps all the Souls those are in need of healing .🧡

Thank you for reading. 😇

Manu, Christina and Tess-- this is for you as you all encouraged me to post it.🤗

--Yours Isa

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