Chocolate brown eyes peer out 
from the face of an angel
graceful hands move deftlyfrom the face of an angel
over my pain wracked body
Compassion spills from every pore
of she who stands before me
gently holding my hand as she guides me towards a place of hope
I close my eyes for a moment of rest
And see her true spirit
Flow of light and healing
Staff of caduceus and rod of relief
A life dedicated to the care of others
Energy flows between us, connecting heart to heart
And recognition of common spirit and will to live
A gentle smile that says “I understand”
And my hand held in hers knowing the time is near
For although every illness may not be healed
Peace and surrender are always enlivened
by this Healer’s touch
And her gentle spirit guides me towards
Towards the end of this life’s journey
My place of ancestral home.
... For My Daughter...
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