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PRAYER OF THE MOMENT

Dear Lord,


Amen


THE STRANGER


Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hear my voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me.
Revelation, 3:20, King James Version

He's standing in front of her door,
He climbed the stairs to the sixth floor 
The staircase is dark and cold
The air is stale; the silence old. 

Burned ends of smoky cigarettes 
Give him a mocking smile. 
"Give up", they say. "There is no way 
You can go there tonight.

She's doesn't need a sermon. 
And God is miles away.
She's got a bad hangover
She doesn't want to pray."

He sighs and pushes on again
His tired feet are sore. 
"She is my child. She needs a friend.
I will knock at her door." 

The shadows casting off the light
Start mocking at him too.  
"Just go away, get out of sight!
She hates the likes of you!"

He sighs and pushes on again,
His eyes conceal a tear. 
"She's still a child. I know her well. 
Her heart is full of fear."

A step or two and he is there
His hand knocks at the door. 
A gentle sound of steps he hears
His heart begins to soar. 

She's standing there on her tiptoes. 
She peeps through the spy hole.
Her eyes are red and in her head
She tries to gain control. 

"It's just another beggar", 
She says and walks away. 
Her eyes are red, she goes to bed
And pain kicks in again. 

He knocks and knocks, with stubborn hope, 
And love tears off his chest. 
"I've come to you to help you cope, 
To give you peace and rest."

His voice is covered by the noise
Of music playing loud.
A song she no longer enjoys
Enfolds her like a shroud. 

"There must be more to life than this, 
There's too much grey, where is the blue
That can turn life into a bliss
And make our dreams come true?"

He longs to hold her trembling hand. 
His fiery eyes are burning. 
"Your heart - that is the Holy Land,
And Love your secret yearning."

Then something moves her very core,
A flicker turns to flame, 
She runs like frantic to the door. 
"Who are you? What's your name?"

He smiles and joy shines in his eyes
"I'm Hope without an end. 
I'm Faith and Love that never dies. 
And you can call me 'Friend'."


1 comment:

LAURA LAZAR KEARNS - New York said...

This could be my poem. I understand it so well. So many of us can get lost so easily...but God's infinite mercy and love is still finding us, soul by soul...thank you for posting.

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