For the Healing

In the darkness
Drums are beating
Telling of a ancient wrong.
Do you hear them
Oh my Sister?
Can you sing
Old sorrow’s song?
Did your Mother
Tell the story
As you sat beside her hearth?
Did your Father
Tell your Brother
As they trod the forest path?
Song of sorrow,
Song of history,
Like a birthmark on the skin.
Only love can heal the wound now,
Only love forgive the sin;
Love sung out
By hearth,
In forest,
Let the heart song
Now begin.

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