Warm hand is touching my face,
My right shoulder, my right cheek.
Kind voice, warmth coming from it.
I know her hands are wrinkled and shaky, but now it feels so soft..
It's a blessing, it will go to everyone who Will touch your hand, who will go after,
Nothing can stand against it..
My old great grandmother is blessing me.
People she blessed returned home from the Second World war.
She is saying something, taking water,
The water is all over me.
Go outside, let's go outside,
My great grandmothers is talking my hand,
Heat coming from it.
And there is sunshine.. like the sun stop by.
Then there was another child, his parents are waiting be blessed by healer..
