Healing Song

Healing Song

The broken pieces start to mend,
The night gives way, the dawn begins.
Every wound becomes a sign,
Of strength that grows with passing time.

In every tear, a seed is sown,
Through every hurt, my heart has grown.
The gentle light begins to rise,
A softer world before my eyes.

Healing—like the ocean’s tide,
Washing pain and fear aside.
Healing—like the morning air,
A quiet peace is always there.

Scars don’t mean the story’s done,
They shine beneath the setting sun.
Every shadow fades away,
As hope returns to guide the way.

The storm has passed, the skies are clear,
The voice of love is all I hear.
Through every trial, I’ve come through,
The healing light has made me new.

Healing—like the ocean’s tide,
Washing pain and fear aside.
Healing—like the morning air,
A quiet peace is always there.

Breathe it in, let the spirit flow,
Release the weight, let the old wounds go.
From broken ground, the flowers grow,
Healing sings, and I will know.

Healing—soft and true,
Restoring life in all I do.
Healing—my soul can see,
The light of love surrounding me.