My foot cracked the other day
An opening with purpose greater than mine
Love quickly entered the wound
Knowing clearly that this was its chance
It began its journey close to the ground
Flowing in many forms, through many people
Sensing an impending importance here
Unheralded angels gathering for the transmutation.
Love headed straight for my heart
I could feel the tenderness rising
Rising, repairing the long-injured vessel
Every crack patched with the balm of mercy.
It has not been an easy journey
Tears of resistance flowed freely and often.
And I now know that my foot will heal
When love finds its rightful resting place
In the center of my heart
THEN, I will be on my way.
Carmella Weintraub
October 1999
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