POETRY

Bring Healing to the Healer


Bring healing to the healer
For she might be sore
Her skin could be pale
Her breath would be cold
That torch of light she’s held for many
It could have been fused
Had she been self-concerned
The darkness would’ve gained
Her heart O’ full of
Miseries of the healed
Let’s expend our little flames for
She should be saved

Her life’s precious pearl
Priceless is her soul
We owe her some tears
Of love. Her shine may restore.

P.S. This is an interesting subject, and I would love if some of you can pull out the pearls of your insight and imagination to infuse more life into it. Cheers

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