You’re the surgeon
removing only the bad apples
spoiling the bunch
Some parts of us, look diseased
needing extrication, but
at a closer inspection, we see
good and bad, sewn together
All parts of the same cloth
Parts and wholes
like chickens, desert journeys, and
Sunday afternoon football
All parts of who we are
Surgery, on one level
separating us, parceling out
what’s not needed
to be healthy
and grow stronger
Should you decide
psychic surgery is needed, and
something beyond cosmetic fixing
choose truth, as the knife
used to remove what’s no longer needed
Author: Don Iannone, D.Div.
Photographer, poet, teacher, complementary medicine provider, interfaith minister, and former economic developer. Holds a Doctorate in Divinity, Master of Divinity, Master of Mind-Body Medicine, and Bachelor of Arts degree in Anthropology. Clinical certifications in Reiki, guided meditation, life purpose coaching, and spiritual counseling. Author of 12 books, including two new books in the contemporary spirituality field. Learn more here.
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8 thoughts on “Truth as Your Surgical Knife”
Tomas: Thank you for your comment. I visited your blogs and you are doing wonderful work for those who need. Thanks for the work you do. Living in no-judgment is a challenge for most of us, so each day we practice. Best wishes to you!
Dear Don, thank you for the poem. It seemed to me that while reading your verses, I was listening to one who dont hurry to take the surgery knife, but looks at other with love. Thank you in name of all from art therapy club Modus Vivendi that is located in the hospital for the people with the psychiatric disorders. You dont judge prior welcome and I hope for we will becom the good fellows. You are welcomed to http://trustlight.blogspot.com/
I will greatly appreciate your comments on my personal blogs too. http://candleday.wordpress.com/
Thanks once again
Thanks Dan, Kai, and Fadzly.
Fadzly: I sent you an email and you are welcome to use the poem with your photo. It’s a masterful photo, by the way.
Your poetry has again struck me deep in my heart, like a big blow from God. I can’t help but quoting this one on my photo stream on flickr, and here’s the link to it
I sincerely hope for your blessing in doing so. All my best wishes to you my friend.
The Truth will set us free. For sure.
Floots: Thanks. Yes, I hear you. Mine isn’t at times either. But, steady as she goes…
i’m a firm believer in the scalpel of truth
but my hand is not always as steady as i’d like