deeply-touched

by Terry Critchfield

 

Without touching,
I was deeply touched.
No audible words were spoken but I heard her cry.
An innocent and momentary glance
                            revealed a soul that had lost its way.
Compassion reached out with empathy and gentle smile.
Brokenness embraced a sliver of hope and time stood still.

 

About the author:

terry-critchfieldTerry Critchfield, a lover of Jesus. Born in 1953 and born again in 1976. Contact me on FACEBOOK.

poetry [compassion]: deeply touched

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