Gentle Hands

Long ago, on a dark and dreary night
I was lay down in a rage
without any light.
All the love inside
seems to locked up in a cage.

I clenched my fists
against my heart
to keep the rage to persists.

Suddenly I felt how two hands
gently open my chest without any pain

A gentle spirit came into my heart
and from that moment on
were all my anger and sorrow gone.

A river of happy tears were roll
down over my face
leaving behind a trace
of blessings
through my entire soul.


Painting by: Danny Hahlbohm

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