A sweet song
wafts into the air
like a tender prayer.

Where is the singer
Of this soulful song,
sorely wounded,
by a cruel thorn?

A soul in serene sadness,
its wings painfully clipped,
sings of love, hope and joy
to comfort the hearts
of a weeping world;

A life of sweetness and pain
a stricken soul sings with
its heart pierced by a thorn.

The Healer’s grace is sufficient
for a heart pierced with pain.
like the bird singing so sweetly,
its heart bled by a thorn.

© Miriam Jacob


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