Among the jostling crowds, people here, people there,
squeezed with intense pressure and desire for power.
What’s going to happen? No one knows.
A small being, all hooded, cloaked, veiled – hiding through
fear, anxiety, the unknown. A wound that hurts the
body, the heart and mind. “Touch it – just one touch – come on!
Let me gain my freedom from this illness! Let me touch
the Lord and feel His healing aura!”

A brief moment,
but lasts her lifetime;
the woman is healed, saved, free.

The gathering reaches the destination, only to know
another’s is lost in darkness, at an end, the path no longer there.
The little girl is gone, no more, dreaming her last and final dream.

But, what is this – with few words she awakes.
This be a miracle!
She no longer sleeps in the world of darkness,
for her Light shines her path to Life.

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