Heal
I sit with my whole self,
pain and longing,
wonder and magic,
holding it all in my
deepest-love heart.
Cherished and seen,
my healing fire rises,
shaking the pain story out.
I become transit,
completing the full turn of phases.
My life-flow, transmuted
reborn in my own sacred body.
© Angela Bigler 2025
I love the meditative rhythm of this.
Ooo I love this.
Wild, I wrote a similar poem today. It came to me in the shower. References to the cosmos and resurrection.