Friday, February 24, 2006

Healer, Come Heal

An old one - 12-29-99. Once again, I wonder what was going on. Whatever it was, it must have hurt. {throws hands up in mock surrender} People anyway!

Healer, Come Heal
by: R.A. Slater

Over my heart a scab had formed
A shell of protection to hide myself
And then your words, your actions
Pulled and pried and tore and tugged and shimmied and shoved
And ripped the scab clean away

Here I lie -, sore, beaten
Weeping along the way
No one to help, no one to listen
My life pours out -
...........oozing, bleeding, dying
And I am left to sit, staring vacantly
With the broken pieces of my life
Strewn about in chaos around me

Try as I might, I can't put the pieces back together again
Like a jigsaw puzzle laying loose, scattered about
A straight edge here, a corner there
The pieces refuse to meet in the middle
No order is found, there is no sense
I am left with this mess
As you go your merry way
Unaware or uncaring of the damage you've done

Savior........come rescue
Counselor........give ear
Put the pieces of Your child back together again
That which mankind ruthlessly, blindfull tore apart
That which she has sundered herself
Renew her broken spirit, make her whole and complete
Give her joy everlasting, surround her with Your freely given love

Spirit.........come guide and hold
Ease the pain in this Your little one
Wipe away the tears, restore the lost years
Repair the brokenness, smooth out the edges
Raise her up in Your power
Stand her in Your presence,
Secure in You
Shower her with Your glory
Rain down Your mercy
And in the quiet, in the raging storm
.................Healer, come heal

1 comment:

Jean-Luc Picard said...

A poem with great presence, Ciera.