Unspoken Wounds

What do you see when you look?
They speak more than they can say
Do you peer deeply into your book?
With pain that goes not away?

Are you searching a long lost art?
To hold a hand and find a touch
Past the broken mind and hollow heart
The empty phrases they use much?

To see the person beyond the screen,
Of printed letters and needless word
Then know and behold the unseen
Hear things unspoken and unheard

Open your heart and mind to love
Drop the mask of your clinical steel
Set yourself free to feel and move
Let your senses to the other appeal

Hear those stories unspoken untold
Yearning from lips to come forth
Hide their tears from hearts of gold
From persons of numberless worth

Past each odd symptom and sign
Easy to see with the searching eye
Let their suffering your own refine
Your pride and ego shall surely die

Watch the careless gesture of hand
The unresting roving glance
The things unsaid you understand
Your quiet mind can enhance

Tell them what they need to hear
Hear them all the more you need
The things that they truly fear
Are things you too must heed

Give and measure your advice
Speak only words that matter
Leave them to make their choice
For they know the self better

Offer your treatment, withhold it not
On second thought, look up to heaven
What God knows you may have forgot
And to them may healing be given

It therefore befits each humble servant
To come before God’s all-seeing sight
Presenting each need and want
And then set each wrong thing right

For the healing of a wounded soul
Takes far more than words or balm
Only the love of God can make whole
Each person held within His palm

To each doctor is given a gifting
To know the way of life and death
Through pain and sorrow uplifting
Is wisdom to gain till his final breath