In the eye of a brainstorm, 1
during the midst of a prayer2
from the heavens.. sheer power3
granted for me to share.4
God would transform my fingers5
into healers for all6
then he'd beckon me go forth7
I would answer the call.8
I'd make haste and I'd run to9
every hospital ward10
bringing my touch of wonder11
as a gift from the Lord.12
There are so many healers13
that proclaim what they do14
I would silently go forth15
making wishes come true.16
First to all tiny children17
dying from some disease18
watch their eyes fill with wonder19
as I set them at ease.20
With just one touch the blush of21
their lost youth would return22
as their bright eyes looked upward23
seeing God's deep concern24
as their health took a turn.25
I would touch all the elders26
housed in strapped chairs, in homes27
grant them strength to rise upward28
add new life to their bones.29
They would walk out in long lines30
from their prisons of death31
they would dance in the meadows32
breathing youth with each breath.33
All the mothers and ladies34
struck with cancers in breasts35
and in wombs, and in ovaries36
by my touch would be blest.37
All the soldiers now dying38
would be made well... sent home39
all the stumps would be made whole40
with new flesh and new bone.41
Every baby aborted42
would be drawn back to wombs43
inside earth's barren mothers44
from their small orphaned tombs.45
All the dads and the brothers46
all the grandpas and sons47
who were ill I would touch them48
granting new lives begun.49
I would spend every hour50
as a healer unleashed51
offering nothing but God's hope52
and the lessons it's preached.53
Folks would flock by the millions54
back to God through my hands55
that were truly just his hands 56
using mine to command.57
I would ask for no money58
need no fortune nor fame59
always humble a servant60
easing much of man's pains.61
Granting healing to others62
so that all of the earth63
turns from death and pains suffering64
in a glorious rebirth65
In the eye of a brainstorm66
God I wish I could see67
the right prayer that would let you68
grant this power to me69
this old world's full of suffering70
what a joy that would be.71
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during the midst of a prayer2
from the heavens.. sheer power3
granted for me to share.4
God would transform my fingers5
into healers for all6
then he'd beckon me go forth7
I would answer the call.8
I'd make haste and I'd run to9
every hospital ward10
bringing my touch of wonder11
as a gift from the Lord.12
There are so many healers13
that proclaim what they do14
I would silently go forth15
making wishes come true.16
First to all tiny children17
dying from some disease18
watch their eyes fill with wonder19
as I set them at ease.20
With just one touch the blush of21
their lost youth would return22
as their bright eyes looked upward23
seeing God's deep concern24
as their health took a turn.25
I would touch all the elders26
housed in strapped chairs, in homes27
grant them strength to rise upward28
add new life to their bones.29
They would walk out in long lines30
from their prisons of death31
they would dance in the meadows32
breathing youth with each breath.33
All the mothers and ladies34
struck with cancers in breasts35
and in wombs, and in ovaries36
by my touch would be blest.37
All the soldiers now dying38
would be made well... sent home39
all the stumps would be made whole40
with new flesh and new bone.41
Every baby aborted42
would be drawn back to wombs43
inside earth's barren mothers44
from their small orphaned tombs.45
All the dads and the brothers46
all the grandpas and sons47
who were ill I would touch them48
granting new lives begun.49
I would spend every hour50
as a healer unleashed51
offering nothing but God's hope52
and the lessons it's preached.53
Folks would flock by the millions54
back to God through my hands55
that were truly just his hands 56
using mine to command.57
I would ask for no money58
need no fortune nor fame59
always humble a servant60
easing much of man's pains.61
Granting healing to others62
so that all of the earth63
turns from death and pains suffering64
in a glorious rebirth65
In the eye of a brainstorm66
God I wish I could see67
the right prayer that would let you68
grant this power to me69
this old world's full of suffering70
what a joy that would be.71
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oh yes! i have always wondered what my third wish would be if i ever met a genie, and after reading this, i think i know! what an inspiring concept this is, and so well written too..three cheers to you artis!
"In the eye of a brainstorm
God I wish I could see
the right prayer that would let you
grant this power to me"
well put!
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Excellent!
artistic artis
I felt so uplifted after reading this. It's so wonderful to know that there are other caring people around. I know they are out there but all we are bombarded with is bad news.
This is quite simply...inspired


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artis this tis so beautiful... shows your caring compassionate nature,
hugs,
georgie,
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wow such a beautiful prayer if only we could all practise your words the right prayer that would let you grant this power to me this old world of suffering what a joy that would be


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very moving gorgeous write
extremely hopeful that love and faith does still remain! amazing! amazing! very sincere and heartfelt moving poetry.
i absolutely adore your work! thank you so much for always be so generous to share with us!
many blessings and *stomps

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I've been touched
A prayer that is prayed by many. Ah,,,,but still one unanswered.And yet, it isn't the prayer itself,or it's answer that jumps off the page. It is a genuine heart and a good soul that does. One can actually feel the movement. I want to say excitement and joy, but somehow it doesn't quite emcompass the feeling. It's the rush from one person to another.(the movement)but then, wait...okay. It's the act of giving, the true act of giving and the joy that comes from it. The rush, the high (for lack of a better expression), without ego. Joy and love. The feeling one gets when they've made a difference (small or large) the touching of another life. Overwhelming joy! Oh I know I haven't expressed myself well. But I do think you know what I mean. I think I will print this one out. While one may not be able to heal in such a manner, though we should be reminded, there is healing in touch. It may not heal the physical self, but does wonders for the soul.
congratulations on the honorable mention. A
is a great way to start.
~Michelle~
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Beautiful writing. The selflesness of the person in the poem is inspiring.
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Hmm... been a while since I've read something you've written, and now I'm wondering why. This, like the others, is very well done. And since I have applause (as I rarely give it)here is one for you.
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BRAVO!!
Beautiful. Just gorgeous. I would applaud if I had any left..
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AMAZING WRITE!!! I am just speechless. It was beautiful, but yet it almost brought tears to my eyes. You are TALENTED!!! Theirs no doubts about that...Keep it up! Stacey
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Excellent
Bravo again, you have done it again for me with this write....I am in such awe of how you seem to just spill out all of this beautiful writes.....applaud,applaud & applaud if I had that many to give.
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Great write
This world is not meant to be free of suffering. As much as we hope we can only save one person. That is ourselves. And by that example, perhaps interest others to follow. There is a great story by R. Bach called "The creature". This story talks of a group of creatures clustered at the bed of a river. Each held tight to the bottom for fear of being swept away. One creature finally let go , and trusted the current to carry him. And after a moment of pain and struggling, the current did just that, sweeping him up and carrying him along. The creatures below saw him above and shouted up to him, "Tell us , are you the Messiah." The creature responded, " No I am one of you who learned to let go." But after he passed, all the other creatures spoke of the day the Messiah passed over.
Sorry for the long comment. I really liked your poem.
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wow that is a great poem i havent read any that were this great in a while great job i hope to read some more in the future
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Good job
I think you have done a really good job with this write. It has touched me in a very specail place. I think it took you a lot of time to write this and a lot of thought. I enjoyed the whole poem but this part really got to me because I am going through this:
"All the mothers and ladies
struck with cancers in breasts
and in wombs, and in ovaries
by my touch would be blest."
When I read that I thought of hope. Thank you. THank you for writing such a touching piece. Good luck with the contest!!!!!
Casey
Blessed BE
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The last chapter of Mark tells us that signs shall follow all believers---laying on of hands--- this is an excellent glorification of how our GOD is a GOD of healing. he longs to make us whole (Daughter, your faith has made you whole) it also reminds me that as the Body of Christ we are called to be GOD's hands. well written, very well written. GOD has certianly blessed you with talent
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veary veary good
these words are spoken with so much truth its veary intresting and cathing veary good write -
FANTASTIC WRITE, I loved it so much....wow, i think we have a winner right here, and the whole transforming your fingers, what an awesome idea! and yet you protray such a wonderful message,They would walk out in long lines
from their prisons of death
they would dance in the meadows
breathing youth with each breath.
you must be a great person too...
They would walk out in long lines
from their prisons of death
they would dance in the meadows
breathing youth with each breath.
.i loved that stanza....truly in a sense breath taking, good lcuk in the conest though you don't need it, KEEP WRITING!!!
Wishing upon a star
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what if that touch could transfer that healing touch power to others as well? or do we all want to be the only star; the one shining one, the only great healer, the monarch??
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it's certainly not hard to see why so many would be impressed with this. i have to agree with wonder about the catchy title. lol but the words you have spoken, those are the real heart of the poem. to have the power to touch and heal and set men, women and children free, that would surely be something, wouldn't it? lotsa luck to you in the contest here.
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we all so need to culture and listen to this voice in us. I am very happy to have read this and itshows another equally important aspect of you as a writer that we all know so well
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This is such a heart wrenching yet heart warming poem at the same time. Takes oen strong person to be a healer of all these dieases and aliments. This is very beautiful. I love it. Good Luck.
Midnight Lace
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I have mixed feelings here after reading this. It has left a lump in my throat for all of those who suffer the ills you have listed here, but there is another part of me that is simply stunned at your choice. This is so well penned and presentd artis. Not to mention it has one heck of a catchy title!
I love the creativity and thought that went into this piece. Thank you for entering my contest and good luck!
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Awwwwwww::::::::::::the ending was very sweet. But i enjoyed the entire poem. I sense so much passion in your poetry. When you get the healing touch will you come to me? I coudn't pay, but then again, that's okay
tricia.. * ♥
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wow... this is truely amazing! tho you wrote about God using your hands to heal, he evidently used them to write as well! this portrays God's wonder so incredibly well! and not once did the rhyming seem forced, it just added something extra!
~*~Ashley~*~
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