Spiritual Poetry by Rahman
Wednesday, May 7, 2014
Tonight I was Chiron
Tonight I was Chiron,
The mythical wounded healer.
Even with a broken heart
I lifted my hands full of light
In the name of mercy and healing.
But God said rest, heal yourself.
He is close to the broken hearted.
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