The Wounded Healer Comments

Your format is so open that each word has a chance to breathe, live, become more than itself. And so the poem is a living thing, a being namely the wounded healer, who is helping others even though he or she needs help, or a person who so identifies with the wounded that he or she has internalized the very wound being treated. OR perhaps the healer is wounded because s/he was careless, or succumbed to temptation. The classic case in literature is AMFORTAS, the healer who is too sick to perform his duties, s/he must humble themself to receive rather than give service. Humility is a hard lesson for a proud person to learn: PULL DOWN THY VANITY, I SAY, PULL DOWN, wrote Ezra Pound, including himself among the repentent sinners. // Your poem is one of radical HOPE: there is healing, there will be a rescue, we have the redemptive word. Time will unfold these things, not Eternity - time, the reality in which we have our human being. Kelly's suggestions of peace and/or love are just fine, but I would add a third - COMPASSION - (quoting Wagner's PARSIFAL) WAIT FOR THE ONE WHO IS CHOSEN: THE BLAMELESS FOOL, MADE WISE THROUGH PITY

Only left for me is to agree with the wisdom of Mr. Kelly Kurt. Thank you for the poem.-10

I think the word should either be peace or love. Thank you for sharing your poem, Maria.