A Turning Point

The man stumbled on, wanting to get as far away as possible
the sights he had seen and lived through too terrible to contemplate.
How could another human deliberately inflict such awful things on another.
He could see a gentle stream of smoke arising from the distant chimney
and headed for the shelter it offered, staggering on until he reached it.

It was a pretty cottage nestled deep into the hillside and isolated.
He tumbled through the door and collapsed on the floor.
Mistily he drifted in then out of consciousness unable to focus
aware vaguely of a gentle touch that soothed and replenished.
He drank from the cup pressed to his lips and then let go.

The old lady shook her head at the follies of mankind,
and set to work bandaging his festering wounds.
She made a drawing potion to clean out the poison
that had taken a fierce hold racking him with fever.
Then  she covered him and stoked up the fire.

For three days he lay in a coma muttering about the war,
not an ordinary one, oh no, this war caused carnage.
Evil stalked the land every hand turned against the other.
Sons killing fathers and brothers and to what point?
A simple disagreement about Creed had started this.

Weakened by the ravages he was slow to fully heal
yet he learned much from the old lady causing him to rethink.
To look at things with eyes a-new seeing the other point of view.
These new values he took with him when he left thanking her gratefully.
He set out on a new route, his task now to heal and bring peace.

Standing a-midst the crowd on a small hillock he taught them new values
not by preaching as such but by parables that showed the way to peace.
After all he would say; Pause and Think, For What are We without hope?
Everything gone by can be changed, all we have to do is care and act.
So lit the small flicker in your heart and fan up a healing blazing flame.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Scars Avatar
September 28, 2015 at 7:49 PM
Beautiful... :)
Duggan Avatar
November 15, 2014 at 6:31 PM
Oh Shadow what a beautiful poem, to me it was like reading a story, really kept me riveted, thank you so much for sharing it with us, take care my friend..................Vera............
Hamilton Avatar
June 1, 2015 at 3:13 PM
ty dear Vera and sorry for slow response I have been very busy with my new book which will be available from Amazon and bookshops next Monday the 8th called "Wistful Thoughts" hugs
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November 15, 2014 at 8:50 AM
A grate poem expressing beautifully where the life stays. For me I have the essence from "Everything gone by can be changed, all we have to do is care and act,So lit the small flicker in your heart and fan up a healing blazing flame". Yes, absolutely you are right I feel so here too. After having all changes in life, this becomes remain absolutely true. Excellent poem of excellent heart. "7" Loved always, my lovely friend,bl
Hamilton Avatar
November 15, 2014 at 11:27 AM
ty Bl nice to see you hugs
Bateman Avatar
November 10, 2014 at 5:09 PM
Great write here Shadow. Enjoyed it very much. War certainly represents Mankind at its very worse. This one's a "7," and a FAV for me!! Best Wishes, Gary
Hamilton Avatar
November 15, 2014 at 11:29 AM
ty Gary appreciated hugs
Horne Avatar
November 9, 2014 at 2:02 PM
Beautiful message here, my friend - thank you, loved the contest x
Hamilton Avatar
November 15, 2014 at 11:28 AM
ty Jack hugs it was fun
A. Sharma Avatar
November 9, 2014 at 11:27 AM
Splendid write Shadow! Kindness n caring heart is what we need my friend ! Loved the message as well, wonderful dear!
Hamilton Avatar
November 15, 2014 at 11:27 AM
ty Dr Upma hugs
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