The Encounter Poem by Leorne Adile

Once, my troubles piled
Walking this life's tough road
I heard someone call, 'Child'
And I replied, 'Yes my Lord.'

'Why, ' said He, 'do you allow
Yourself to drown in misery
In this vast sea of sorrow
Alone, and not call unto me?

'I was always told, ' I replied
'We never missed your view
From you, nothing can hide
So my pains i thought you knew'

Where from came the boldness
I could not tell either
To speak with such openness
Yet speaking to the Father

'Indeed, ' He responded, 'I knew,
And really hurt that you suffered it
But no plea for help came from you
Which meant you were handling it.'