A Greater Ease on His Face

I saw a change, a difference;
yes, there was still a hint of hesitance,
that has been there for a while
a sense of the hurt he carries
still heavy on his soul;
But a change in his face
an easing of the muscles,
a broader smile, breathing free air.
So different than the day,
I caught his furtive glance,
his hunched shoulders,
sunken frame,
when he was caged
boxed in, at another’s will,
unable to help his family.
Placed there by lies,
callous harm hurled his way
by one who claimed love
once upon a time
Now he remains,
at the mercy of others, in part;
But he stands erect, transformed, changed
in more ways, to walk a different path
to grow in word and ways
to bring his changed soul
to others in need
Bearing witness to the ways
God has changed him,
Forevermore


July 19, 2007 15:26

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