The Soul is its Own Healer
In the kindness of the world
in the timelessness of the moment
in the deep recesses of the night
through space,
The soul, like a cut
long ago dissolved back into skin
heals and leaves no scars.
The soul heals
by living in the wonders of the world,
by seeing a grain of sand
for what it is.
The soul heals
unprodded, unanalyzed
asking for only trust and faith
to let it soften the edges of life
and deliver
what you need.
©2016 Sherrie Lovler
Beautiful 
