The Healing Balm

Shadows of the day leaned against the wall applauded the bug which made you fall A search began for the healing balm and called to arms ways to calm the storm Heaven was warned and the Earth informed Life must work for a prize if death is armed with aches and pains sharp as an arrow its bleary eyes piercing through every window formed grey clouds to hang over the meadow But see, how refreshing the sprightly rain falls Upon holy grounds where snow-flakes thaw The running quake subsides and withdraws dissolved in a ray of hope and welcome joy And savor every moment your heart employ With every twist of threshing sinews and nerve The flagging weight goes lighter in a rare view When bright moons break through the gloom Your exhilaration see how happy children play Admire great faiths when frenzy people pray Dark atmosphere fades into the ever-glades Recite praises with the gracious healing balm The healthier days are coming to you again Each step is victory in the journey you create On the realm where healing virtues await