Be the One
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📖 Companion Song for: THE WOUNDS WE CANNOT SEE: A Handbook for Healing the Feelings That Keep Getting Hurt https://connecteduniversity.substack.com/p/the-wounds-we-cannot-see-a-handbook Explore The Living Library of Remembering: https://books2read.com/ConnectedUniverse ----- There are bruises no one notices There are fractures without casts There are wounds beneath the laughter Still remembering the past You can walk into a crowded room And look completely whole While somewhere underneath the surface There is bleeding in the soul A word can touch the tender place A silence strike it too And suddenly the hurt is louder Than the moment ever knew Be gentle with the wounds we cannot see The ones that hide behind the anger and the grief You would never strike a broken bone And ask it not to ache So don't be cruel to hidden pain Just because you cannot see the break Be gentle with the wounds we cannot see Sometimes kindness is the bandage That lets a heart begin to breathe Maybe someone learned in childhood That love could disappear So a closing door at forty Still can sound like childhood fear Maybe every small correction Feels like shame they knew before Maybe one unanswered question Finds an old abandoned door And they may speak in ways that wound you When the alarm begins to ring But beneath the sharpness of the words There may be another thing A frightened place still asking: "Am I safe with you tonight?" An ancient hurt still searching For a way to make things right Be gentle with the wounds we cannot see The ones that hide behind the anger and the grief You would never strike a broken bone And ask it not to ache So don't be cruel to hidden pain Just because you cannot see the break Be gentle with the wounds we cannot see Sometimes kindness is the bandage That lets a heart begin to breathe Not every cry is accusation Not every shout is truth Sometimes pain becomes a language We first learned in frightened youth And understanding doesn't mean You have to take the blow You can say: "I will not let you hurt me, But I still want to know... What got touched inside you? What is hurting underneath? What would help this wounded place Come back from its belief?" There is strength in holding boundaries There is strength in staying kind There is strength in seeing injury Where others only see a fight Clean the wound, remove the splint Give it quiet, give it time Find a witness who can listen Without making pain a crime Let the scarf, let the nerves Let the body understand That was then and this is now And there is safety in this hand If the wound was handed down From generations long before You can be the one who heals it So it travels on no more A billion inherit more than stories We inherit ways to feel We inherit ways of leaving When somebody comes too near But what came down through generations Does not have to be our fate A wound can end its journey When someone chooses care instead of hate Be gentle with the wounds we cannot see The ones that live behind the eyes of you and me You would never blame a broken bone For needing time to mend So give the hidden heart the same Compassion you would give a friend Be gentle with the wounds we cannot see Bring the patience, bring the listening Bring the space where pain can leave And maybe every time we choose To tend a wound instead of strike We change the path of someone else's life One day what was bleeding May only be a scar One day what controlled you May simply be where you are Not forgotten, not erased Just no longer running free So be gentle... Be gentle with the wounds we cannot see