Clueless
Feeling the sting of surprise
when I found out he’s gone
I couldn’t believe he’s other plan
to leave his ministry and be with someone.
Yes, this is how life usually does
whenever there’s something unresolved
from the past that can be traced back
there’s history wrapped in humanity.
I could look to certain issues with wonder
I could be wrong to judge them without musings
but the way situations bring me to conclusion
faithfulness and openness to God’s invitation.
It really never dawned on me so far
how his behavior showed interpretations
in the course of our working with people
it’s probably his emptiness, unhappiness.
He’s my friend, a companion indeed
like a sibling soul, a potential disciple
imbued with a measure of a mature person
his tapestry got known and even emblazoned.
Copyright © Mark Escobar | Year Posted 2012
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