There was a face…

As I watch the sea of faces around me

I see a face that looked completely blank

Like a painting devoid of colors.

 

She had beautiful eyes, however there was a gloom in them

Akin to the dark clouds about to burst

Her face made me wonder

What could have been the fate for her present state.

 

I couldn’t resist but ask her,

Beautiful thy are, albiet the life seems missing

The day would look brighter if only thy could smile lady.

 

She looked up to me with a wry smile

And with a sulking tone said,

Thank you oh merchant of hope

I am afraid though you will be disappointed

My fate has taken away my faith

How am I to buy the hope you offer

 

Holding her slender hand I said,

Don’t thy think your fate has robbed you of your faith

For this belief is far dangerous

Over the disbelief you have over your present state.

 

Tears rolled down her face

Like a cloud bursting into rain

Still holding on to her hand I prayed,

 

May these tear wash away her past

And akin to the rains, create new pastures

For her to graze in the new seasons that lie ahead…

 

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