Healing

Now Generations of Wrong Meet Cultural wounds bleeding Into every Birth Where Forgiveness itself Is an insult To tears that flood oceans To cries beyond sound Anger is so deep Hear Hate creep It rolls upon every tongue Save Us Uttered from weary wombs Setting down at last Eons of burdens of woe As Winds of Hope From Father whisper Of the Power of Love In The Temple within The Healer Has always been You Arriving in each Dawn Mingling In the birdsong In each Sight truly seen In every Smile gifted Our Healing lives In the Space Between Our Words MH 25.06.2024 Image: Dustin Lemasters