

I carry the bruise like a name in my mouth
Old hands guide the fever out Love found me bent where the
hard ground broke Kissed every scar till the silence spoke
Body and mind in a tangled frame
Spirit and thought still calling my name I know the ache that
hides in skin The war outside and the war within Still I
reach for a wiser flame To bless the wound without the shame
When sorrow leans close,
I open the door What hurts me now can heal me more
Between the fear and the sacred breath I learn new life inside
old death
Hold me where the broken shine
Love me through the fault and fire
Heal my flesh, my heart,
my mind Lift my spirit higher
From the ancestors, from the deep
From the tears we never hide Make this hurt and mercy meet
Keep me whole inside
I walk on eggshell ground with a careful grace Reading the truth
in each trembling face
Sexual, mental, emotional seas Intellectual storms brought down to their knees Yet
under the panic a river runs warm Ancient as blood,
steady as a psalm No simple map for the soul to defend
But pain can bend without having to end What no tongue can
name still moves through the bone A medicine older than standing alone
I feel the unseen turning me slow
Teaching the places afraid to let go
Hold me where the broken shine
Love me through the fault and fire
Heal my flesh, my heart,
my mind Lift my spirit higher
From the ancestors, from the deep
From the tears we never hide Make this hurt and mercy meet
Keep me whole inside
I am not lost inside the pain
I am the love that rose again