I cannot heal my wounds by power of will
Unconscious kind intelligence is king
I can use my will power to sit still
While we meditate, our heart can fill
Till all the body cells together ring
I cannot heal your soul by power of will
When weary do not climb the desperate hill
Why risk the heart or shudder in trembling
We must use our will power to keep still
As the water force works in the mill
So by harnessed nature we may bring
Healing to the soul , absent our will
The other self in me will quietly tell
What I need if I have trained hearing
I must use my will power to sit still
In the forest, make a broad clearing
Then the soul reveals herself to sing
I cannot heal a wound by power of will
All is given free if we sit still
