WHEN HEALING COMES

It may be on some silent, sandy beachWith lazy waters lapping at my feetOr on a crowded, noisy city street.No matter where; right here and nowI am aware of Love!

Its radiant glow, far brighter than I've ever knownEnvelops me, and though I seem aloneI bow in thought, relinquish mortal sense,Acknowledge only God's omnipotenceWhen healing comes.

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