Some days, your thoughts are too loud.
Other days, they vanish altogether.
And in the quiet ache of anxiety, depression or burnout, it can feel like no one sees what you’re carrying.
But poetry can reach where conversations can’t.
It softens the noise.
It says: You are not alone in this.
Today, I want to share a poem that has held space for many – written by someone who turned her pain into poetry, and her healing into hope.
“The Healing” by Morgan Harper Nichols
The Healing
You are not behind.
You are not missed out.
You are doing deep work,
even when no one sees it.
Even when it feels like
everyone else is moving forward
without you.
Rest is not punishment.
Quiet is not a failure.
The healing is happening.
Even here.
Even now.
In the in-between,
where you are learning to breathe again.
About the Author: Morgan Harper Nichols
Morgan Harper Nichols is a poet, artist, and musician whose work centers on gentle encouragement and emotional healing. Diagnosed with autism as an adult, she uses her creative work to express the beauty and complexity of inner life.
Her poems often explore themes like anxiety, self-worth, and spiritual stillness, resonating deeply with women who are navigating emotional overwhelm or simply seeking quiet affirmation.
Morgan’s words have been shared by mental health advocates, therapists, and individuals across the globe. Her work feels like a hug in sentence form – and sometimes, that’s exactly what we need.
Why This Poem Matters
The poem reminds us that healing is not loud. It’s not a checklist.
It doesn’t always come with applause or visible transformation.
Sometimes, healing is sitting still. Choosing rest.
Saying no without guilt.
Sometimes, it’s just surviving the day.
In a culture that celebrates hustle and productivity, this poem gives you permission to pause. To honor the invisible work your heart is doing behind the scenes.
A Moment of Reflection:
Take a few minutes to breathe and journal your answers to these prompts:
- What part of this poem spoke to where I am right now?
- What kind of healing is happening in my life – quietly, steadily?
- What would it look like to give myself permission to rest this week?
You don’t need to explain your exhaustion.
You don’t need to perform your progress.
You just need to keep showing up – gently, honestly, and with compassion for the person you are becoming.
And when you forget how far you’ve come, return to words like these.
Let poetry remind you of your strength, even in silence.
Recommended Reading:
All Along You Were Blooming by Morgan Harper Nichols
Home Body by Rupi Kaur
Clarity & Connection by Yung Pueblo
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