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The Art of Healing

Where can one go who needs to heal Whose brokenness is on display? I wish that I could take you there, Appropriate the pain you feel, And so relieve those wounds of day That frequently are hard to share. Where can one go who needs to heal? I ask this also for myself. I find I loathe pain just like you And sometimes try to make a deal With demon or with gnarly elf, Prefer quick fix to deeper view. Where can one go who needs to heal? Can healing really ever start If wounding’s lessons are ignored? Should health be something we can steal, No consequence for devil’s art, No pain for falling on your sword? Where can one go who needs to heal? Where’s kiss to mitigate our fear? Where’s safety net to break our fall? What chance there’s even a last meal? Well, do you give what you hold dear? Is Golden Rule your all in all? Long Tooth April 29, 2016

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