Sir Robert B.
Lost, no where to turn to, a path blocked by insecurity and doubt
He looked into my eyes and saw my overflowing emptiness, and with out pausing he spoke
Kind, and strong words entered my spirit, and they echoed beyond the walls of my heart, it was hope
Reassurance to my being, were his well constructed words, I paid audience for God spoke but by him
I sat speaking into an hour or so, and he listened to my every word, perhaps in question
Never the less a speech took place, where God sat as the judge, and I smiled in tears
The growing ache in my throat, suddenly disappered into nothing but smiles and cheers
Deep inside I felt his concern, a true concern for me, alas a person whom understood me for me
My Lord seeketh my heart?
I hunger to learn of your richeousness my King
All migthy you are, truly I know You hear my heart sing
Sir Robert took the time to listen to my weep, and I broke unto tears in part
Not judging he understood my pain
The exchange of words went on and on, and my eyes still rained
Sour drops of sorrow dripped from the windows of my soul
As he explained my very pourpose to fulfill in my mission of life, of my role
A chance was giving to me by my Father, Lord, and Savior whom loves me dearly
I have never felt so alive, full of peace and joy, my eyes stare out into the vast green
A part of people I have never seen
I write this piece to your honor, Sir Robert, because of you I can see all, and truly clearly
Copyright © Edward Orozco | Year Posted 2009
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