Poem 175 : Healing Wounds

 Healing Wounds

                                 - T ABRAHAM

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Slippery and falling nature,

Tripped and cracking stones,

Breaking my bones all alone,

Weariness and dullness,

No light for brightness,

All tied up by a bonding,

A whiteness tying many,

Broken bonds mended,

My deep wounds are browning,

Scars are coming, stars are fading,

Fading scars come upon me,

Healing wounds are steady,

My soul is healing my wounds.