Healing Hands
There once was a beautiful lady named Terri
Her life was happy and
Everything always seemed
Merry
But one day tradegy struck
Her comfortable life
Disappeared
And she appeared
Stuck in a perfect rut
But one night
She dreamt a deep dream
Angels appeared
From realms
Unseen
They whispered
We can help eradicate
Your pain
Help your once
Beautiful life
Find balance
Again
All you have to do
Is spread the light
Pick up a pen
And start to write
Help to take away
Someone's pain
Help them dance again
In life's glorious rain
Healing hands don't really
Have to be placed
Skin on Skin
Their divine energy and
Resonance
Can also be
Absorbed
By the ears and
Eyes
It's a divine secret
We now also share
With you
So write
As we all encourage
And watch
Happiness
In the service
Of others
Will help you renew
And climb out of that
Rut
To find that inner strength
You still search for too much
All poets
Musicians
Singers
And writers
Share this same pain
But they share their stories
Again and again
So
Know you are not alone
But one of many who
Share
The Touch
Be expressive
Beyond excessive
Explore new thoughts
Walk dark walks
Encourage
Cajole
As you explore
For you're like all
Before
You
Now have
Healing Hands
Now go share their energy
Throughout the lands
Was it a dream
She thought as she awoke
Did Angels really visit me
Then she saw a white feather
Next to a new pen
And then her new life began
Copyright John Duffy 2018
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
happiness in the service of others