So this is a new kind of poem for me...I generally don't write spiritual things, but hey, what the heck. It was inspired (at first) by my plane ride...and yea. :)
Can't let it show
But I can't let it hide
Should I scream for help?
Could I pull someone aside?
Should I tap on a shoulder?
"Can I talk to you, ma'am?
Can you hear my voice shake?
Do you see how scared I am?"
Don't walk away now--
Don't look and run away
I'm alone in this trying time
All I can do is pray.
Can You send down an angel
to fly me from this place
to bring me close to You
So I can see Your face?
I had forgotten all about You
had gathered dust upon Your book
But now I see You're always there
Just one trial's all it took.
-Vintage Nomad.
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