Wednesday, November 23, 2016


Heal the minute scars
I have on my mind
With each song you sing
Through your voice

Make me whole again
After each battle in life
Through the soothing radiance
Of your divine face

It seems to me
You walked from the temples of Greece
The sanctuary of Southern Italy
The mountains of Aztlan
And the valleys of Japan

Heal me
Through the blessing that you are
With the songs you sing
Through the healing that you bring

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