They are strong, the healers. Bravest of hearts are they, wisest and most noble of souls. They carry power in their words, and strength in their hearts, and wisdom in their minds. And they go about opening their beautiful hearts and scooping up all that beautiful love and filling up so many empty cups. And when the day is done and they have no idea how much of an impact they made.
But at night, when they’re left alone with all their thoughts, and the wisdom in their minds become confusing mysteries that they can’t solve, they long to be healed themselves. Because every time they give that love away they’re that much more empty.
And in the end the only way to heal a healer is to become one yourself. Learn to love the way they do. Learn to open up your heart and give back.
Because the healer’s cure is love.