The Healer

Published March 28, 2022 by tindertender

A poem that I wrote for my beautiful friend, but it fits many of the women that were at our Corn Ceremony last weekend, and many more that I know. We missed you. 

With love,

~ Darlene V. Terry

She walks the mountains, valleys

Rivers, and creeks

Verdant meadows

Dusty, dry, desert gulches

Seeking, searching

With eyes sharp and quick

For the hidden magic

Behind, below, within

Heart shaped leaves

Round globes, medicinal sticks

Absorbing the knowing

Formulating formulas

Tinctures, salves, teas

Compresses, tricks

Bending the magic to her will

Healing wounds

Healing spirits, coughs, colds

Cuts, and nicks

The healing circling

In and around and through

Air and water, fire and stone

Love and song

Returning to heal her heart

Warm mystic, sacred

Powerful, and strong

Medicine woman

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