Trust your wound to a teacher’s surgery.
Flies collect on a wound.
They cover it,
those flies of your self-protecting feelings,
your love for what you think is yours.
Let a Teacher wave away the flies
and put a plaster on the wound.
Don’t turn your head.
Keep looking
at the bandaged place.
That’s where
the Light enters you.
And don’t believe for a moment
that you’re healing yourself.
image found on Flickr by Jimmy Brown.
