In the realms of pain and sorrow,

Where hearts ache for a brighter tomorrow,

There lies a gentle touch, so kind,

Healing’s embrace, a solace to find.

A tender whisper in the darkest night,

Guiding wounded souls towards the light,

It softly holds, like a gentle breeze,

Easing burdens with effortless ease.

With gentle hands and words so true,

Healing’s embrace, it reaches through,

Mending broken pieces, one by one,

Stitching wounds until they’re undone.

In this embrace, love’s warmth resides,

A balm for wounds that time cannot hide,

It soothes the soul, brings peace within,

Like a sacred hymn, a healing hymn.

In healing’s embrace, we find release,

A sanctuary where pain finds its peace,

With every touch, every loving gaze,

A promise of hope, brighter days.

So let us seek this healing’s embrace,

Let it guide us to a better place,

For in its arms, we find our way,

To heal, to grow, to find our sway.