The Kindness Of Strangers Poem by Mohammad Yousef

By Mohammad A. Yousef

In the soft glow of evening,
Blanche Dubois stands,
a fragile figure,
the shadows of her past
clinging like whispers
in the fading light.

She speaks of kindness,
of strangers,
those fleeting moments
when hearts,
unfamiliar yet warm,
reach out across the distance,
offering a hand,
a smile,
a gentle word.

In crowded rooms,
where laughter dances,
and sorrow hides,
she finds solace
in the kindness of strangers,
their eyes meeting hers,
a silent understanding,
a bridge built
in the space of a heartbeat.

Life has taught her well,
the weight of loss,
and the ache of dreams
that slipped through fingers
like sand.
Yet still, she believes
in the goodness
that shines in the dark,
in the soft glow of kindness
that lights the way.

Each stranger, a story,
a life woven with threads
of joy and pain,
each encounter a reminder
that we are not alone,
that in the chaos of existence,
there are hands reaching out,
ready to catch us
before we fall.

Oh, the beauty of brief connections,
the warmth of a laugh shared,
the comfort of a shoulder,
even if only for a moment.
Blanche holds these truths
close to her heart,
a fragile treasure
in a world so harsh.

She wanders through life,
a ghost of what was,
but in her heart,
a flicker of hope,
a tapestry of kindness
stitched together
by those unexpected souls,
who remind her
that even in darkness,
there is light,
waiting to be found.

Let me pause,
and remember what she knows:
that kindness,
simple and profound,
is the thread that binds us,
the bridge we walk,
the gentle touch
that lifts us up,
the kindness of strangers,
a lifeline,
in a world
that often forgets.