I prayed to know
what I should share
with women who were needing
more solace in a world of care
for souls whose hearts are bleeding...
A thought beseeched me
"Please believe Me
tell the story of the Mary's three
Mary of Magdala
Mary, My Mother
and Mary of Bethany..."
I went to work to study more
of these Mary's who had blessed Him
Who poured their oils in ancient days
to anoint, to nurture, caress Him...
And then came emails
from precious three...
Mary one
Mary two
Mary three
Who all were seeking more knowledge
about the healer's touch, from me...
Then another friend
whose brotherly love
was seeking peace and rest
to find a place where his own sweet brother
could be nurtured, tended, blessed....
"I have no quiet place that day
my home will be filled with noise...
my grandchildren will all be home
with their tears, their laughter, toys..."
I need a place to nurture him---
your younger brother, dear
a sacred place where I can work
the healer's touch, so dear....
"I have a place, in an old room
where a plaster image stands
of Mary and her beloved Son
a place for your healing hands...."
I went to look at the old room
in back of a shop unknown
there stood the plaster monument
The Pieta! Mary and her Son...
I spoke in whispers to the man
"May I bring my table here?
To bless and nurture one precious soul?
Whose heart is broken, but so dear?
"Yes!" said he and began to move
the crates to make a space
for my table, music, oils
a sacred healing place....
Today...a day of Mary's three?
No...a day of Mary's four....
one who shared
two who implored
and one who opened her heart's door...
A place for me at Her Son's feet
"The Healer's Touch" for Him
A broken soul to be reborn
For a Sweet Samaritan...
My healing place among old crates?
A place I never dreamed!
Shall become a sacred healing place
Oh, God dreams the sweetest dreams!
For me to work...with Angelo
to heal sweet broken souls
With Mary and Her Savior, Son
For hearts to be made whole...
No place in paradise for me
among palms swaying by the shore...
but among old crates, in a small space
With Jesus and Mary, I love more!
Together, Christ and Mary Sweet
will nurture through my hands
the tender soul of one lost lamb
One precious, beloved man...
Whose life was broken, torn apart
Who heart is broken yet
Yet I have been invited in...
to prepare for Jesus' guest.
"The Healer's Touch" I love so much
I do this work with heart and soul
to sing and solace hearts with oils
That they can be made whole...
And like the ancient Mary's three
I have a "Mary Heart"
I too have set the world aside
to choose that better part.
No mansion here upon the earth---
I can work among old crates!
At Jesus' feet, a place for me!
My sacred healing place!
Much Love,
Karyn Grant
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