“O gather up the brokenness, And bring it to me now

The fragrance of those promises, 

You never dared to vow

The splinters that you carry, The cross you left behind

Come healing of the body

Come  healing of the mind

And let the heavens hear it, The penitential hymn,

Come healing of the spirit, come healing of the limb

Behold the gates of mercy, In arbitrary space

And none of us deserving, the cruelty or the grace.

O solitude of longing, Where love has been confined

Come  healing of the body, Come healing of the mind

O see the darkness yielding, That tore the light apart

Come healing of the body, Come healing of the mind

Come healing of the reason, Come healing of the heart

O troubled dust concealing, an undivided love

The Heart beneath is teaching

To the broken Heart above”

 

— Come Healing, Leonard Cohen