Sometimes we feel defeated,
we’ve lost the will to fight,
we are about to give up,
and never make a stand.
We think there is no point,
no reason why we should.
All hope is lost now,
like knocking our head on wood.
We’ve been driven down,
by forces of which we have no control.
Our world is spiralling down,
into a murky whirlpool.
Where is that guardian angel,
which is supposed to help us,
in our darkest need?
Have they forgotten about us,
as into the whirlpool we speed?
Just as we are about to reach it,
comes a welcoming outstretched hand,
to drag us away from the water,
and onto the safety of dry land.
A faceless stranger,
whom we have never seen before,
reaches out to help us,
set us on the road once more.
Our first steps are tentative ones,
until our confidence grows.
Then it is with leaps and bound,
into territories unknown.
Blessed be the stranger,
with their helping hand,
who plucked us out of misery,
to show us the way,
to our promised land.
So now, we stride towards the future,
no bonds to pull us down.
Thanks to a stranger,
whose name we never know.
So True again, Oh wise sage.. Its amazing how many times your at your lowest ebb, when out of the blue some one comes out of no where, picks you brushes you down... maybe they are sent by god..?
How true, many times it has been a stranger coming out of nowhere that has reached into my life and made a difference! Very true words shared in this poem.It has a Great message and EXCELLENT imagery from beginning to end. U have so much talent and ability to write it is no wonder you have been published.... Thanx so much for sharing David..... ((Smile)) ten out of 10! =Shelley=
My stranger does have a name: O) ....and I thank him for pulling me through...beautiful write David...brought tears to my eyes: O)
This beautiful poem is filled with wisdom and light. A simply expressed tale about trust and compassion. Warmly, Allie xxxx
This is a great piece of writing David. I would like to think I have helped someone in that situation but who knows. You can only offer friendship, support and understanding when someone is that low. Thank you for sharing this one. All the best, David
very nice, i could do with that strangers help at this moment in time, but that's another story! ...........well done.x
Angels are always there and speak to us in quiet soft voices too, all we have to do is learn to listen to the whispers. Beautiful poem David, a pleasure to read. Thankyou David--Melvina--
We all have a guardian Angel, some of us have a few, they follow us through our travels, protecting what we do. x
D, thank you for pointing this out to me and yes, as you know, I can relate; wonderfully penned and straight into head and heart. t x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very thought provoking and true. Been in that situation, and oh, so true