The Battlefield of Healing and Other Poems
by Sarah Steele
THE BATTLEFIELD OF HEALING
Healed is not perfection.
Healed is not completion.
Healed is not never
warring in your mind or
wavering in belief or
struggling to stand strong
in your newly adopted way of peace.
Healed is recognizing darkness
and picking up your weapons
to fight.
HAPPY SAD
I’m smiling more.
It’s not fake,
but I’m also not
happy,
exactly.
My husband is encouraged
that healing is happening,
until I mention that I
still cry
every day,
and he is alarmed.
But I am not.
I don’t feel depressed.
Every tear is expelling
some pain
or sorrow,
like taking the
World’s Longest Shower—
I am becoming
clean.