~One From The Archives.  Enjoy!~

Can I be the repairman?
Tinker with it until it's back together
or put together differently.
Does it have to be the same?
Can it be beautiful with new parts?
Can it be uplifted and shifted?

Can I be the repairman?
Find all the pieces
that are scattered around?
Take care to glue it back together,
treat it with kindness, love
and compassion as it blends as one.

Can I be the repairman?
Grab the fists of those who fight
and make them shake on it?
Stop the damage and start the healing
as the bruises fade and the
smiles illuminate the eyes.

Can I be the repairman?
No matter what hurt has comes close,
the choice to end it is here.
Carrying the burden no more,
ripping apart the messages that are
no longer of service to anyone.

Can I be the repairman?
The tools are all here,
I know how to use them.
As I repair, others do too.
Ah, it is a thing of beauty!
And we are beautiful too.

~Copyright 2010, Mary D’Alba, Spiritualitygirl~