[baptism and washed away]

“If your original wounding is not healed, every man you meet has to deal with the brokenness of your own father, and every woman you meet faces your mother’s unresolved issues - which you inherited - not to speak of your own store of personal memories and hurts.” - Rohr, 26, “Adam’s Return”

Everyone I meet

I treat

As a shadow

Boxing with my past

It will outlast

Me

If i do not

At last

Turn and face

The place

Where a wound needs

To be healed

Sealed

Finally

After letting out

All the grief

Let it seep

And run

Steep

In the pain

Until it transforms

This weary heart

From wounded to healed

Be revealed

As new

Freed

Unburdened

Decried:

Anew.

From old family and inherited vice

Now spliced

Into the larger tree

Set free

Let it be

All

In the past.

I can outlast

My grief and wounds

Be made new

Let wash away

Clear these bones and sinew

Let my heart feel renewed

Healing is long past due

Be through

With old tales

Go forth

And unveil

A heart free

To sing

Swim

In rich vulnerability

Tranquility

More agility

To look

And act

From compassion

And grace

Now so much more space

To embrace

All our flaws

The tragic and heavy

The so-broken many

We are here

We’ve arrived

Let life thrive

In this new [wine] skin

This weary, broken soul

Made whole

In the washing away

Burdens release

Finally

Wholly

Wholeheartedly

Made

At peace.