Bethesda - by Carmen Platt Bethesda

If you have forgotten to look into the mirror of your heart, or whatever you want to call it

The little brave bear that each of us holds

Be quick at fixing things between you and your neighbors

Wake up to joy, each morning when you lift your head

The career of love takes hold of it all

as the whole universe changes,
adapts,
feel it give you a tap
on the shoulder, whispering:
‘All shall be well.’