The Wounder Healer, A Prayer Poem by Laurie Robertson

Prayer Poem by Laurie Robertson

I’m proud to add here another prayer/poem by Laurie Robertson.  this one speaks to us of surrender, and release, all that no longer serves us, including the wounds which we often cling too.  Once we do, the drama, the control of ego will fade away, and I can attest to this 100% becasue it’s happened with me quite recently.  Everything has changed in my life for the better.  So enjoy her beautiful poem and I hope it touches your hearts as much as it did mine.  

Thank you Laurie!

Prayer for the Day…..The Wounded HealerOn the battlefield,a shadow wound recedes deep within.
I endlessly toil, thinking divine service will keep me
going, and it does until it doesn’t.
The throbbing wound attacks with raging bitterness.
It invades by surprise grabbing my attention. Will it destroy me or not?
I lay down my sword and surrender.
No longer, will I try to rid myself of it.

The wound crystallizes into bloody footprints on sands
that run through an hourglass.
Time with a narrow middle.
Collecting at the bottom, it breaks boundaries.

New awareness takes me to a mysterious place.
Deep inside, whirlpools introduce magic to pain
creating an elixir of greater perspective.
Human drama allows for individual perception within collective expression.

Battle armor discarded, I emerge with a thorny gift.
Compassion that is not passive but fierce.
It sets boundaries reinforcing consciousness that we are all connected.
It demands that I be willing to step into power through the heart and
find courage to speak with authentic voice.
It enlists me to use my creativity to out picture that I help myself, and
then others to wake out of fear, power and separation.

And so I create.
In my mind’s eye, wounded healers and spiritual friends work together.
We care about one another.
Leaving energetic breadcrumbs for those following behind,
we blaze new pathways. We cross a bridge into new meadows
and transcend onto a new time line with intuitive wisdom.