Echoes of Compassion: A Journey Through the Mosaic of Healing
The scars etched on our souls remain unseen
Yet haunt the chambers of our weary hearts
Each wound alights a flame within the dark
That burns and rages though the years between
The pain endured in eras left behind
Still lingers like a shadow at our side
We bear the weight of sorrows unsupplied
The restless ghosts of trauma undefined
Our tender hearts once shattered and misshaped
Still seek the healing only time allows
The fragile soul forever changed endures
Though wounds once gaping now have been re-taped
We gather up the fragments of ourselves
And slowly learn to live with who we are
Our broken pieces grounds on which to start
To write new stories for our weary shelves
The self, a mosaic of each fragment's story
Of joy and sorrow, failures and success
The mortar binding every shard's distress
Is self-compassion, empathy and mercy
We shape the sculpture of our future days
With gentleness for flaws that come from pain
And see each fissure not as ugly stain
But beauty's mark, uniquely ours to gaze
Each day we choose which echoes we awaken
Which memories reinforce, which leave behind
At times we stoke the fires that torment mind
Allow old ghosts to stir and souls to shaken
But we can quiet the persistent ghosts
Remind the past it longer holds us bound
Its cold grasp on our wrists can now be unwound
Each breath can write a new redeeming toast
We need not dwell among the faded years
That haunt the hallways of our yesterdays
The present offers ample lighted ways
To walk beyond the darkness, doubts and fears
Still let us have compassion for the child
Who lingers in our hearts, afraid, alone
That inner self still needs what nurture sown-
Kind words and arms round which to reconcile.
The years of turmoil must not be erased
But woven to the story of today
Their harsh echoes gradually give way
To melodies of hope, renewal laced
Yet scars will remain despite time's calm
Like monuments of all we overcame
Markers of where the soul was forced to change
The topography of spirit's weathered palm
In silence pain so diligently etched
Endures beneath the surface of things
In myriad ways its presence seeps and sings
Through days though long ago we thought stitched shut
But time alone does not all heal all sorrows
Peace comes in opening, not locking away
Each breath rewrites the trauma of our yesterdays
As choice shapes what we etch upon tomorrows.
The years ensue, the seasons flux and flow
While we in passage do our best to steer
Through pain that shakes foundations once held dear
Toward shores of light, where inner peace can grow
Yet on this journey every seasoned heart
Still treads with gait shaped by its broken past
As feet feel out the path unsure, at last
We look up, see the light and make a new start.
Along this winding, unpredictable way
That leads us through both barren lands and grace
There will be times we falter, lose our pace
In darkness dwell too long or go astray
But time again will dawn after the night
To warm cold hearts grown weary on the road
And dried up souls will overflow anew
As rays of light coax out our inner light.
We all must travel roads seen and unseen
Where trauma writes in cryptic foreign tongue
Its messages on heart and soul when young
That echo through the years though scarce understood
Yet with compassion's hand to guide ourselves
We gently help the hurting child to heal
And learn to write new endings we can feel
Of hope, renewal, set free on mercy's shelves.
The years stretch long yet rapidly peel away
Sand through the hourglass each moment slips
We cannot hold the grains within our grip
Or make years lost return to have their say
Still we can shape the moments as they come
Take each today as chance to start afresh
And write new lines to life's poetic flesh
That ring more true than old tales, gilded, numb.
Though years inflict their damage near and far
If we but walk as healers, light in hand
The glimmers we share gently help reband
The wounds of those now stumbling in night's tar
Together as we heal our private pain
We start to heal the wounds of humankind
And write a verse that helps all lost souls find
The redemptive shore, lit with compassion's flame.
No heart escapes some crack from sorrow's sting
We've all been shaken, rattled, bent unfair
Been burned by life and breathed in deep despair
Felt lost in canyons echoing suffering
Yet when we dwell in mercy's gentle grace
We look out from that valley and decide
There must be kinder roads, though steep the climb
That take us to the mountain's healing place.
What though the years mark up in wounds our hide
Those jagged lines show battles we have faced
The sunlit summit still lies ahead to trace
If we press on, though trauma would deride
On stones engraved with bitter tales of old
We etch the lyrics of a life reborn
And feel within, behind the rage and scorn
The waiting heartbeat of our truer gold.
We look behind at shadows left behind
The phantoms of our yesterdays now pale
Translucent ghosts that haunt but cannot curtail
The bright mosaic we've remade our mind
No longer bound by all that hurt before
We loose the chains despair so long has worn
And farewell ghosts whose haunting nights we've borne
Now ready to remake what lies in store.
The pain once etched so deep within our grain
Need not inscribe the borders of our ways
Or chart the edges of our present days
When gently, wisely, we help heal old pain
Each moment's choice allows us to let go
A little more of trauma's hurtful reign
And write instead with mercy's loving pen
Kind lines that through our future will flow.
Who we've become bears marks of where we've been
The peaks and valleys traversing our years
Are mapped within through sorrow, joy and tears
Yet where we go shapes who we are within
Though shadows of the past around us creep
We daily choose what pages we turn over
And write in light beyond life's jagged boulders
The lines that sing our spirit free, asleep.
We need not stand forever stalled in pain
Nor live beholden to trauma's echoing din
For though the years inflict their share of sin
Still we can choose to heal, transform, regain
A life refreshed, reborn in each new breath
No longer bound by all that came before
But written by the light our soul holds store
And shared to help dissolve the dark of death.
Another's pain is not for us to judge
We know not what betrayals they have faced
What weights upon their weary shoulders placed
What sentences within their hearts they've trudged
Instead we listen, seek to understand
Offer the empathy we each deserve
Remind them that their truth does not need serve
The bitter tales their trauma long has planned.
Kindness writes redemption for us all
Light finds its way into our darkest days
Small seeds of hope can grow into new ways
Compassion opens doors where hurt builds walls
If we can tend the gardens of our hearts
And gently care for souls that are afraid
Beside us all a brighter world is made
As from within we heal our hidden parts.
Scars etched in spirit, shadowed deep in mind
Need not define the borders of our ways
Or chart the edges of our living days
When gently, wisely we help heal old pains
Rather than sever bonds to lost young selves
We reconcile the past and present hours
And write with ink of understanding's flowers
The lines that sing all shaken spirit free.
The years inflict their damage without pause
Yet healing comes in opening, not locking away
We rearrange the fragments of our yesterday
And write new songs illuminated by life's flaws
For even cracks let in the needed light
To germinate the seeds of wisdom sown
In mercy's field the spirit comes in full bloom
Beyond the barren walls that hid our plight.
Let written words reflect a life transformed
No longer bound by bitterness and pain
But nourishing hearts once hardened, closed by rain
Into a meadow where compassion's love is born
Then poem and poet both aligned shall be
To heal old wounds by singing of the light
That waits within to guide all lost souls right-
Love's timeless song that sets our spirits free.
Within each heart hurt by the past lies one
Who cries for kindness to flow like a balm
That soothes away the edges, makes us calm
And helps us feel the unity love has won
If we can hear within ourselves the plea
Of frightened child, alone and needing care
We heal ourselves, the world we start to share
And write a wiser poem humanity.
We bear the weight of sorrows unsupplied
That haunt the corridors of heart and mind
Yet when we turn within we start to find
That love can heal the years that shame and fear once vied
To rule a life once shattered now remade
As we rewrite old pain's worn, tragic song
Into a hymn of hope that makes us strong-
The spirit's light as love's own lantern sways.
Pages may hold our unhealed wounds of old
Lines echo loss, betrayal, tragedy
Yet as we root in wisdom, empathy,
We rearrange the fragments once bloodied, cold
Into a mosaic singing of rebirth
No more imprisoned by our past's dark stories
Now changed, the pain that shook our roots to glory-
Compassion's garden flowering in earth.
We each must make a choice to change our ways
And not define today by yesterday's terrain
With new perspective we can rearrange
The broken shards, begin to see life's grays
Not black and white, but nuanced patterns woven
By acts of mercy into strong yet flexible whole
As we remake our hearts their wounds consoled
By grace that flows when lights of hope are opened.
The years will march across our mortal span
Inflicting wounds whose echoes long remain
Yet healing comes by opening, not locking away
With empathy's light we gently guide the hand
Of our scared child self, left long in the cold
At last given warmth of understanding's caress
As present self helps reshape and redress
The tale of light untold though years foretold.
We cultivate the gardens of our heart
Plant seeds of hope though the soil of our lives
Once marked by stones that cut and shards that slice
Is transformed as we choose to restart
The stories held within, rewrite each line
Into a poem harvesting wisdom's yield
Of mercy's fruit once choked out in hard field
Now nourished in the time's sweet ripening vine.
The poem is part of a full version found in the book “Homo Sapiens” Part Part I - XVIII, written by Mawphniang Napoleon. This book is part of the popular “Homo Sapiens” book series, which can be purchased online at various online bookstores, such as Amazon. The book is available for purchase for those who are interested in reading the complete version of the poem. Remember to get all the books from the “Homo Sapiens” series, as well as other books by the same author. So, don’t hesitate and get a copy today from one of the many online bookstores. Khublei Shihajar Nguh, (Dhanewad )(Thank you )
About this poem
The poem beautifully explores the enduring impact of scars on the soul, weaving a narrative of pain, healing, and the transformative power of compassion. It delves into the complexities of human experience, portraying a journey from haunting shadows to self-compassion and the redemption of one's narrative. The poet emphasizes the importance of choosing light over darkness, rewriting one's story with empathy, and embracing the resilience that comes from acknowledging and healing past wounds. more »
Written on January 22, 2020
Submitted by Mawphniang.Napoleon on November 10, 2023
Modified by Mawphniang.Napoleon on November 12, 2023
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