Precious gift of touch
Speaks wordless words of love
Received so much as babes
When older there’s lack of
A touch in friendship blessed
Gives more life than words
In tenderness of touch
Consolation true is heard
In wiping away tears
Or stroking of the back
Arm upon the shoulder
Hand upon hand stack
Moments of the sacred
Reconcile, reassure
Healing and forgiving
Through a touch, restore
Whoever touched our Lord
Were healed in moment true
A love that’s non-possessive
Incarnate God through You
From Henri Nouwens, “Bread for the Journey”
