With every beat - Lub-Dub - my heart heals
With all the scars of inner wars coating it
Maybe it will be strong enough to weather a few more storms
I like that healing has a beat -
Sometimes regular - sometimes slow - sometimes racing
But always working towards a more regular and soothing beat
If I close my eyes and steady my breaths
I can tune into the rhythm I need to follow
I close my eyes, sit up straight and let the air flow in and out my nose
I imagine my heart as a tender rose that needs care and gentle loving
If only I could look inside to see that it was red and soft
Bright as a rose placed on a window sill
As it is, I feel it in my chest and head
My hurting heart is a gift that needs re-wrapping
Tied compassionately with a bow and given to my soul.
