Opening Hearts
Her touch is gentle
Seeking only to comfort,
To search out the source
Of their trouble, their pain
They lie at first, silent
In fear of what dark form
Has sent this suffering
To disrupt their peace
The worry tears at their heart
Speaking only to their ears
Painting pictures only for their eyes
For they are alone; only they can feel
Her gentle touch, her voice,
Her presence reassures them
They are not alone,
There are those who care
Their fear retreats, recoils
Their ears turned deaf to its voice
Its pictures now but shadows
That no eyes can see
This gentle care, this courage
Opens their hearts, their hope’s restored
They share then, feeling close
To those who cared for them
Copyright © David Brown | Year Posted 2014
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