The journeys of life are often crafted in pain
The heart crushed and ripped apart
Tears never seem to stop flowing
And yet there is one that walks ever so closely
The promised comforter
The one who will guide us down truth’s road
And if we will just turn aside for a second
We will hear the rustling of the wind, we cannot see
As it blows the leaves through the trees
Heaven breaks into life’s moments
Bringing healing on rays of light
The friend that sticks closer than a brother
Is in every one of life’s pages
Writing the scripts of our lives
And as we place our hands in his and lift our voice and sing heaven’s song
Then we will know his peace that undermines the assaults and the torment of the soul.
Kristina Constance Olise