Mans Lament . . .

So very humbling to see the sight,
A man asks God to ease his plight.

On his knees, his hands in prayer
I watch and lament a mans despair.

His words were silent.
I knew them well,
we’re not so indifferent, nor infidel.

Absorbed by the silence and solitude
A remedy to aid tormented moods.

A new morn came. A brand new day.
Had his plea been answered and troubles away?

Through his eyes i saw a soul refreshed,
fear had lifted, reproved, repressed.

So very humbled to see the sight,
When God helped man to win his fight.