I Am A Healer
/I am a teacher
teaching the rules of surviving
in a human’s wild jungle
with busy tangled freeways;
teaching how to waltz
among the weeds in a gloomy day.
I am a giver.
I share bread kneaded
with water gathered
from the mountain creeks
I brew a powerful tea
from a bunch of healing herbs
gathered from the morning fields.
I am a seeker
in a crowd - to find
the truth behind
the crystal drops
of tearing eyes of child
that every adult hides
deep, deep in a dark.
I am a healer
of all invisible wounds
that bleed inside like rivers;
dark rivers of suffering souls.
I heal with casting spells
and chanting prayers
under the dancing shadows
of a candle’s glow.
I’m a protector
of the broken hearts -
trying to stitch all little parts;
shield them from the seasonal storms
and hurricanes called love.
My path is hard.
Between light and dark,
I walk with honor and pride
I have the power to be all in one.
If you stumble, I will lift you up.
By Petrouchka Alexieva
From: United States