My unsure eyes look for a light
My restless feet wandered the night
Longing for warmth, seeking care
In the midst of a storm, I feel scared
Alone am I, let to be
Darkness creeps, nothing to see
With eyes closed, a prayer I speak
For hands to hold, my heart so weak
A gentle voice of a woman I hear
Her calming tone, melting my fear
I look up to see the sweetest face
Her image towered, yet full of grace
My son, she says “by your side I will stay,
to guide you home, to lead the way
as in your prayers you call my name
to my son Jesus and to you I am the same”
With guidance I was brought to safety
Creating no fear, nothing to worry
My heart forever will be thankful
To a blessed being forever grateful.
Benjo Bichara