We are here and frightened,
Grasping straws of reason,
Buffeted by chance or fate,
Victims for a season.
Some choose the comfort of a faith,
Some ritual, some luck,
Some declare there is no God,
Some rely on pluck.
At some time each has found a place
Where life has been unjust,
And where we cannot heal ourselves.
Who then can we trust?
Come together in a group
Tell all your woes and fears,
Though each is different, they all share
A gift for salving tears.
Soul Healing Circle, all are blessed
With gifts of love and care,
And all who are encircled,
Will find much comfort there.
--written for the Facebook group, Soul Healing Circle
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