Healing Hands

From the album “TRUTH”.

Some healers don’t carry titles.
They don’t announce their presence.
They don’t ask to be seen.

They show up softly,
in the quiet moments,
in the shadows where pain hides.

Their hands don’t demand.
They offer.
They listen without words.
They restore without asking why.

They touch the broken, not with force,
but with warmth that seeps into the coldest places.
They move through the world unnoticed by many,
but unforgettable to those they’ve touched.

They don’t stay to be thanked.
They don’t need to explain.
They carry sorrow in silence,
turning it into something lighter, something bearable.

This song is about that kind of presence.
That kind of love.
The kind that mends what we can’t fix on our own.
The kind that holds us when we’re too tired to stand.

This is grace without condition.
This is strength without spectacle.
This is Healing Hands.