As I huddled in the doorway
hungry and cold,
Trying to pray,
but almost forgetting how
A hand touched my shivering shoulder.
I looked into the smiling eyes
of a kindly stranger
who took me by the elbow,
guided me to safe, warm refuge.
Served me warm sustenance,
drew me a tepid bath,
provided me with soft, comfortable clothing,
and led me to a shelter of protection for rest.
The only words spoken
were from the heart.
The LOVE exchanged
was from GOD.
A contest entry
- true love... by PrabhuDayal Khattar.
300 points, ended August 19, 2008, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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This is an instant fave, sis. Love the picture you painted here. It is indeed a true act of love.
Dez
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this was very deep - hit a nerve. well done and beautiful, from the heart
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Amazing
Absolutely amazing poem. Outstanding I loved this!
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This is very beautiful, and heartwarming. I could feel "the love of God". I love your free verse.
Much Love ♥
Reneé
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Indeed a hearfelt and touchng scenario you have portryed my friend..wonderful..I love it...well done...and thanks for sharing it..
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I am a Fan! Beautiful write
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