Healing
Peeping edge of the sun around dark, heavy cloud,
My peace for so long, once lost is now found.
Rehearsing morning song, birds open the sky,
The final salute to a painful goodbye
In loss, grief is louder than healing,
But only in silence can we hear the soft music of feeling,
Solitude is company for a broken heart,
Threads of gold mend back what fate tore apart.
Shadow of yesterday, dissolves by the light of today
To my heart I now listen, no longer betray,
A voice so long silenced, I recognize myself,
Peace and abundance, true currency of wealth.
