Look to Understanding.

I thought about this on the walk home a few days ago.

As he crosses the street, a girl stares at him through her car window.

With question and wonderment in her eyes, he stares back

And a simple nod.

And never understanding.

The old woman walking her dog.

Glances and turns to avoid

His pleading eyes.

She'll never understand.

Returning home, the boy looks at this familiar person.

Never known, with a lost feeling in his soul.

Trying with wishful hopes,

To find someone to explain his purpose.

Ending with the man in his mirror.

"Who am I?"

Not knowing himself,

A hand reaches over,

And whispers a gentle wind

"You are a son of God"

Never to fully know himself,

He stands up with a trust in God.

To understand is to trust something with all your heart.

Somewhat influenced by Loren.

-Milton