I send to you a healing grace,
To rest gently upon your upturned face.
That you will wake with the rising sun,
And all will be will when the day is done.
Do not toil against the tide,
For life sometimes is a bumpy ride.
You must believe that you are well,
So a new life story you can tell.
Open your eyes today and find,
A new brightness living inside your mind.
For within you lives the strength to fight,
Believe you can fly to the highest height.
From belief the dawn will break,
A new beginning your life will make.
An even though the mountain is high,
When you reach the top you will surly fly!
Written for My Friend Brian
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