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A Garden of Healing: Poems by Survivors and Their Allies

A Gift to the Healing Grove

from The Fae Gatekeeper of Dreams


Let your hearth welcome me with warm flames
as warm and soothing as your arms
away from the tyranny of reality
and those that will pain you with regret

Let your branches cling to me with hope
That I shall always persevere 
and forget dismal thoughts and nightmares
overshadowed by your inspiration

For many have suffered
through pain
hatred
and lack of compassion
but in your grove, survivors find
unconditional, undying love

Copyright 2001 by Clara Gerl All Rights Reserved

http://www.faegatekeeper.com

Introduction

The poet John Keats said, "truth is beauty, and beauty truth."   It takes great courage to tell the absolute truth, from the depths of your soul.   It takes even more courage to show that truth to the world.  For  survivors of incest, molestation, and other abuse, the challenge is magnified a thousandfold.   These poets have overcome shame, powerlessness, threats, fear, even danger to their  lives, to share their truth.   The act of taking your emotions, your pain, the ugliness of your past and shaping it into art, of expressing your soul's truth, is  incredibly powerful.  It frees our minds and spirits.  

Reading these poems can be difficult, especially if you are a survivor.  They aren't graphic or explicit, yet the emotions they evoke are very strong.  So go slowly and savor them.  And  know  you are not alone.   If you are  not a survivor, you have been given a precious gift.   You will gain insight into the  pain of abuse, the consolation of spirituality, and the transformative power of creativity.  Above all, you will see the beauty, grace and courage of the human spirit.  Enjoy. 

Poetry

by Wiccan and Pagan Survivors

 

Strength
by Kelly Ruger

 

Untitled ("When I was eight I was groped by the sheriffs wife")
by Chris Van Dyke

 

Mother Mary and Me
by Holly Harwood Goodwin

 

Untitled ("Oh Goddess show me how")
by Sparkalittlefire

 

Untitled II ("Oh Goddess please hear me...")
by Sparkalittlefire

 

My Bardic Heart
by Sparkalittlefire

 

an ode to my birth mother
by Sparkalittlefire

 

Untitled III ("Storms on the horizon")
by Sparkalittlefire

 

Untitled ("What Words Cannot Tell")
by mysoulwhispers

 

What the Mirror Saw
by mysoulwhispers

 

 

    

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