If my words could write me

 

My selfish wish 
     
   Is to become the healer 

Of miraculous tidings 

   I would decant love into aching wound  

Then see azure energy on the mend 

   As your suffering vanishes from spire 

I would feel peaceful bliss eclipsed to your own

   Braving a fury of gashes in exchange to have yours close  

If only I had the wisdom to enlighten with the fallacy 

   That fits the narrow of your situation with perfect light  

Opening your mind   

   To the absolute truth that is the beauty of you 

The abilities to grab illness in the palm of my hand   

   Ash it with intrinsic fire  

Sending it away to nether-oblivion   

   Where it could never again damage vitality of a sentient being  

Cultivate holistic balm

   To sooth sting of unseen scars  

Saintly inner strength     

   Slaying the childhood demons that keep hold of close friends  

These waters of empathy stir profoundly

   If only I could divert flow to righteous purpose 

Feeling you truly well