EVIDENCE


I have walked many roads alone
where the soft sound of footsteps went unheard
some were paved of soft stone
while others, untouched, were raw earth

No footprints could be seen
even though, the ground was wet with dew
and while my weight was lean
you’d think to find at least a few

Although I must admit to know
the steps that went unseen
were always there to show
as Christ gave me, his arms to lean

As my body, tired and torn
collapsed upon the cradle of his arms
again I am reborn
his kiss has sealed the bond.

So while the footprints went unseen
no trace was left behind to spot
the evidence, was there to glean
with eyes of love, if his is sought.

Written/Copyrights Retained by O’Della Wilson AKA Alhavakia
#Poem #Poetry #Evidence #Inspiration
EVIDENCE I have walked many roads alone where the soft sound of footsteps went unheard some were paved of soft stone while others, untouched, were raw earth No footprints could be seen even though, the ground was wet with dew and while my weight was lean you’d think to find at least a few Although I must admit to know the steps that went unseen were always there to show as Christ gave me, his arms to lean As my body, tired and torn collapsed upon the cradle of his arms again I am reborn his kiss has sealed the bond. So while the footprints went unseen no trace was left behind to spot the evidence, was there to glean with eyes of love, if his is sought. Written/Copyrights Retained by O’Della Wilson AKA Alhavakia #Poem #Poetry #Evidence #Inspiration
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