Yes, ... I saw you by Steven Craig
Yes...
I saw you,
rushing out the door,
on your way to the floor
and the noise
and the rush
and all the things
that make your job
so important
to all those that depend
on you...
Yes, ...
I saw you...
and I smiled,
and knew that
you were out there
doing your very best
to help
and heal
and to make comfortable
those that need it
so very much.
Yes, ...
I saw you...
and I hoped
that once each hour
you will take a moment
to stop
and collect yourself
and take in a deep breath
and feel yourself being alive
despite the turmoil
and the pain.
Yes, ...
I saw you...
and wanted to see you
take that moment
and inwardly turn
and see the flowers
in the fields
and the snows
on the mountains
and the foam
on the surf
and the long shadows cast
by the last afternoon sun.
Yes, ...
I saw you ...
and there on your face
was a drying streak
of a tear
and a hint of a smile
and a fire
being re-kindled
in your eyes
and I felt the warmth
of it reach me
even at the distance.
Yes, ...
I saw you ...
there ...
just a moment ago ...
and off you rushed
into life
and all that awaits you
and holds your future
in its grasp,
a grasp that you
will gently open
and release all
that you will be
for all the tomorrows
that will be.
Yes, ...
I saw you ....
11/03/2007
Author's Note: Just for those that love...
Posted on 11/03/2007 Copyright © 2024 Steven Craig
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by Alison McKenzie on 11/03/07 at 06:28 AM Ahhh, a lovely, quiet voice in the midst of all that is hectic and necessary and wonderful. This was a joy to read, and for whomever inspired it, blessings to all they give. |
Posted by Elizabeth Hoadley on 11/12/07 at 01:54 AM Touching on so many levels. |
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