The Healing Guide Poem by Philip Winchester

Poem Title: The Healing Guide 101


To Heal and not be tired by Healing,
To understand and not to loose the track,
To search the Mind and never loose the feeling,
To Trust your Guides and never once step back.

To heal one of that grievous wound I beg you,
To pluck that splinter from the tiny thumb.
To heal all of those wounded souls remember,
To heal thyself Physician at one stroke.

How Poor are they that have not patients!
What wound did ever Heal but by degrees?
Trust me, A Doctor or a Medic some say.
But trust, through long experience, never fails?

It takes degrees to become a healer,
And years perhaps a Thousand may be true.
But be assured you have the skills within you.
To Love without condition? That Will Do!