Healing Song

poem by Dave Morrison

How can I sing with
this broken throat, this
burned mouth?

How can I sing when
I drag through the days,
wanting only sleep?

Very quietly.
Every day I will hum
notes of gratitude for

everything that works and
everything that does not hurt
and then one day, without

even noticing I will be singing
a song of healing, a song of thanks,
as loud as a

Healing Song