Master's Touch

She was all alone ,a dream again .But this time it was for real. Struggling with bleeding hands, filled with painful hurts bounded by the rope of deceit, as it slits through her pounding vein Stabbed by the steel of guilt , calling out with a soundless plea An empty heart as dark as coal, With no rhythm to go with it A stillness came upon her, wishing she had one more chance To touch the hands at the other side, reaching out since she was born Now she’s lost and battered, With filth over her head. He watched as she wept, her grieve was like the fall of spring Peaceful heart rejoiced for her, while lost she has found a way Wasn’t it just like yesterday, when he took all the sufferings With a thin pointed piece , dealt to his spotless palms Yielding up the ghost, while being hanged on a cross If only she knew the marked scars, that he had for her sake If only she looked deeper, to see his outstretched arms As it longed to show her the way, and loving her despite all. His head down and hers’ up, eyes collided with piercing burn She knew she was home, but still couldn’t phantom it He knew she was his, ready to change her down to the heart There was a pleasant union, with both minds smiling anew The dawn of a new rebirth, the come of a new sunshine Who would have known, that freedom comes this easily Who would have known , that she would be smiling again He is the way, truth and life, she is the one he calls his own