Many paths had become rough,
Slight pebbles overturned here and there.
Stumbling i fell, a lump in my throat,
Weary of going on in this manner.
A pair of bright eyes caught my attention,
That of a man, who seemed at peace.
To be able to walk that way would be amazing,
With that huge smile upon his face, i was jealous.
Kids running rampant,
Tears streaking my face as i become distraught.
His hand touched mine, gentle, loving,
Uncontrollably I sobbed, in the arms of a stranger.
His embrace was different,I felt something I couldn't surmise,
That sense of freedom, control, the sense of peace.
His soft whispers, was that of prayer,
As he asked Him, to fulfill my needs and fill me with wisdom.
Comfort her, he pleaded, as he said Amen,
Tears this time of something different, more natural, solemn.
As this man brushed my tears away,
He says Believe in the one High, and you shall overcome.
Today, as I sit, among the lilies in our garden,
Cherishing the love, given to me, through the hands of a stranger.
It's been many years now, as I followed his words,
My life focused on Him, I am standing stronger then ever.
A foundation of certainy, no loose sand,
As my stranger , my companion, walk life through His Word.
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