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HEALERS


if you saw my pain in its fullness
would you run away into the night
and never look back at one like me?
hot tears are bottled up and even i
fear to open that dark flask of agony
oh i hold it up to the light occasionally
gaze momentarily into murky depths
but never dare to release its contents
running from the sadness is the only
reason i am still alive and able to smile


your touch is tender, angelic, cathartic
if i can never give you the love you seek
i promise to meet you in the middle of
the sorrow and fear that still surrounds you
i will be an open ear, a caring heart and
a strong shoulder you can always lean on


you cannot heal wounds by insisting that
the wounded heal himself and you cannot
end grief by saying it is time for it to end
only by depth of understanding, the touch
of healing hands, soft kisses soul to soul
you heal pain by accepting its sad reality
only the knife of love can cut away despair
and free the mournful spirit to love again
angels know, healers know, how to guide
the weary one to their resting place at last




DJA 5/31/2011