Within Us All

In-between struggling

and peace,

there was a delicate hand,

the me

that could lead

the rest of me safely

though this place.

It wasn’t each little

part alone

as it had seemed.

It wasn’t the good

and the bad.

It took each one

who had felt

separate

and tried so hard.

It took the trust

of each precious one

who dared

to show up.

And it was

this delicate

turning around

by the healer

within us all.