Healing

 

Sacred knowledge of times past,

The wisdom of our species;

Healing is our highest hopes

To free us from diseases.

 

Injury, exposure, infection, decay,

Malnutrition, depression, repression;

So many causes of disease,

As the life force seeks expression.

 

Disease takes hold of every life,

As nature seeks a balance;

Homeostasis is the way of life,

but sometimes is inconvenient.

 

Diagnostic clues uncover a pattern,

Signs and symptoms lead the way;

Examine the body, pictures, labs, or tissues,

To predict nature’s forces at play.

 

Medications and potions, incision, repair,

Advice, massage, or puncture;

A story, statistic, leading the mind,

All to hasten up the cure.

 

Nourish and strengthen, invigorate the body,

With fresh air, good water and food;

Be surrounded by peace, caring folks and love,

With a healthy attitude.

 

Seek to see the intent of the soul,

And uplift the downward focused eyes;

Inspire and encourage, the soul to live,

Towards the vision of the wise.

 

Unless a soul sees clearly,

One fears the path ahead;

A healing is most improbable,

When a person chooses to be dead.

 

Witness, understand and treat profoundly,

Always with the blessing of those in care;

Cooperate and comply with the person’s values,

Respecting the sacred bond that you share.

 

Intervene precisely ,

Expect each to bare their own karma;

Teach the best of what seems best,

As we harmonize people’s karma with their dharma.

 

And in times of war, when disease invades,

Or trauma reveals its ugly terror;

Act swiftly, completely, to the highest standard,

Without fear, bias, or error.

 

Do treatments that help the most

and hurt the least;

Cost reasonably,  and protects the earth.

And especially take care in healing, please.

 

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