HEALING

HEALING
The Rise Beyond Return
Original Poem by Jack McGuire

​I don’t want to trouble your mind
with my imperfect design.
For what I bring, though shaped by scars,
is no less vital than the stars.

Not a return to who I was,
but a becoming, just because
the breaking carved a deeper view
of all that I am growing into.

With a seat at the table, now heard in the room,
our voices once silenced now echo and boom.
Each story unfolding, each truth unconfined,
not lost in the past, but newly defined.

No need for permission, no need to erase,
what lives within us was never misplaced.
Inclusion begins with the self we reclaim,
connection ignites when we honor our name.

Make room for difference, let it resound,
not something to fix, but something profound.
For in this becoming, we finally see
we are not who we were, but who we’re meant to be. ∎
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