Souls refined

June 22, 2010

Life’s pain is like a furnace
The soul is refined by fire
Hope is born in the process
Joy is discovered
Those of us who know the pain
Who still live in it today
Can listen and understand
And offer new hope
© Terry S. Smith
Dedicated to A. Thomas

Remembering a friend

September 7, 2009

His brother gave him the flask
Water to throw on the fire
Bob was only two years old
It changed his whole life
It was kerosene instead
Bob was burned very severely
Immeasurable pain was his
Both then and ahead
How did he survive?
Pain, grief, guilt, unspeakable
New journey for his family
I met him at twenty-one
He was angry and bitter
He had no friends to speak of
He let me be one
Bob became my great teacher
He let me walk beside him
He opened his heart and his thoughts
He became my friend
His last nine years:
My friend Bob Nelson
Died at the age of thirty
At the end he joked
He taught me to live
He numbered his days by one
Love led him to joy
What was his secret?
There was peace in his presence
Because love found him
This is a love for all
A treasure found in stillness
A voice I have heard
Where can this love be found?
Love is looking to find you
Raise your awareness
In Memory of Bob Nelson
© Terry S. Smith
written August 2008