Invisible love of unseen hands
Unfold the blankets of the heart
Layers of doubt-wrinkles of shame
Imbedded woes of long ago
Trapped images of fleeting wrongs
Gathered like straw within the mind
Forbidding the joy to be free
One by one the faults are driven
Far from the shattered spirits
To a place of wholeness, within
Realms of hope with blessed peace
Where unseen hands caress
With tender touches of grace
Knitting forgiveness of self
To the hurts of others
Going beyond what needs to be
To belong once again
Where the beautiful memories
Of only the good doth dwell.
byheavenslight 
I have always loved this poem and the woman that wrote it because she is my wife.