It has been a while since I've seen him...
Oh we keep in touch over the phone, I try to
keep him on track
make sure he is ok
offer him a voice to hold on to
He looks so pale...smaller than I remember
younger than his 22 years...more fragile
a little boy about 10 years old
soft brown curly hair
spindly legs like that of a vulnerable unsure colt
except for the
tattoos covering his entire body
tender but enduring soft brown eyes
scars on his arms that speak of long ago escapes
I hand him the card
"Ok, now, you can only use this for food, no cigarettes or alcohol"
As I say it in a half joking way, our eyes meet in a smile
Suddenly he pulls me into a bear hug
a real hug
where our selves cling together for dear life
Immediately I feel a rush of
all at the same time
someone I barely know?
I do know him
I know Him well
and He knows me
So we meet them--everyday...
the dying, the cripple, the hurting,
the unwanted, the unloved
...they are only
Him in disguise
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*photo courtesy of google images-- author unknown