A man walks through the park.
My husband and I notice his smile.
He seems as though he’s on top of the world
While appearing poor and broken all the while.
We look at each other with concern.
Compassion fills our hearts.
Yet we never speak a word to him.
We simply watch him depart.
Moments later a sound across the road
Draws attention from everywhere.
We go to see what is the matter
And the man from the park lies there.
He has lost his life to a moment,
Yet still a smile is on his face.
My husband takes my hand and says,
“He must’ve been on his way to a happy place.”
Tears exchange between us.
We embrace and walk away.
All I can seem to think was
“Maybe it was the man who had something to say.”
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: God’s love for the suffering and broken hearted.