Some wounds we cannot heal
May these weights then remind me to feel into the gravity and glory of being
May these wounds then be thresholds through my heart and yours
Chiron, Wise and Wounded One, I ask your aid
That I may have the fortitude to abide here in my own wise and wounded state
That I may have the vision to comprehend the essentia of yours
That these may coalesce to feed the warming embers at which we take our rest
That we may each enkindle others, compassion made manifest
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Rooted Flame and a Deep Wellspring 