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