My gentle healing hands
Upon my heart today
To wish that all the hurt
Dissolve and melt away

Breathe in and count to three
Breathe out to three real slow 
With every count of every breath
I soften and let go

Healing hands
Now do your work
With love be light and free
Return my heart happiness

This is my will
So mote it be

Sandra Hillawi 29 Nov 2015