The Purpose Of Life

A poem of healing.

Forest shades of green,
Fairies singing the praises of earth. 
Even the ghouls submit to feelings of mirth.

Healing

Demons come out and roam at night,
But never fear, don’t be frightened.
Even the demons will be subdued tonight.

Healing

Tread the waters, see the sharks,
Snap, snap, snap
Don’t worry the rope is strong,

Healing

You faced your foes,
You fought your tears.
Peace is knocking down on your door.

Now you can finally rest and know, 
That you have spent your life….healing.