A broken promise,                                                                    

too high of hopes,

and a suffering confidence

of the Lonely child.

A Person Always Hidden

in the shadows with a knife;

an everlasting threat of decimation

of what was built now comes

to what took great toil to achieve.

What was built is now gone to a world beyond

the thoughts and wonders of the Lonely child.

A Person Always There,

but never here,

watches,

listens,

knows the Lonely child.

Knows all of the Lonely child.

A Person Always Hidden reveals his voice,

a symphony of a thousand trumpets

accompanied by a thousand saving angels,

sings to the Sad, Lonely Child who silently weeps,

grieving over what once was,

what is now,

what is to come.

A Person Always Hidden paints a portrait,

Pain, Relief, and What Is To Come

and sings a song which the Lonely Child does not understand.

A song of Pain, Relief, and What Is To Come.

A Person Always Hidden comes away

from the shadows and the knives

to his portrait of Pain, Relief, and What Is To Come,

to his Poor, Lonely Child

and sees that all is right;

His Portrait and His Lonely Child.

A Person Once Hidden reveals himself

to the Lonely Child

and reveals a Road,

a Special Road for the Lonely Child and the Person Now Found.

A Road none have taken,

a Road the Lonely Child takes with The Person Now Found.

The Person Now Found takes the Lonely Child’s hand and sings Their Song,

Their Song of Pain, Relief, and What Is To Come.

But something is diverging upon the Lonely Child.

The Lonely Child understands Their Song of  Pain, Relief, and What Is To Come

and suddenly, with The Person Now Found’s hand in the Lonely Child’s,

traveling down Their Road,

singing Their Song of Pain, Relief, and What Is To Come,

And all is well with the Person Found and the Loved Child.