Stranger.

I saw a young girl,

On a rainy day

She got on her knees

And began to pray

“Oh father, I need thy help

I’ve lost my way,

Please hear my words

In thy name, I pray”

She stood up

And brushed off some rain

The look was still in her eyes

The terrible look of pain

I went to her and asked

“Is there something I can do?”

She shook her head and smiled

“No, I there’s nothing I need from you.”

I begged her to let me help

She started to cry once more

“No one can help me now”

“But how do you know for sure?”

I held out my arms

And gave a little bent

We embraced and she said

“Oh, you are the one he sent”

I held her tight, in the rain

“Who were you praying to?”

She rested her head on my chest

“Anyone would do”

I held the young girl

Until the rain went away

We both sank to our knees

And we both began to pray

“We thank thee for helping

Us find our way

Thanks for hearing our words

In thy name we pray”

We embraced once more

I admitted, “I’ve never prayed”

She smiled once more

“Neither have I, I’m afraid.”

Strangers, we were

Both having lost our ways

Not finding anyone

In the world that is a maze

She took courage to pray

On the rainy day we met

If she had not been on her knees

I think it’s safe to bet

I would not have stopped

Nor took the time to embrace

The young girl in the rain

With the pain on her face

If prayers ever came true

Is it all done by the higher

Or is it sometimes answered

By the embrace of a stranger