I could hear music
But I didn't know what type of music
Maybe it's from a party
I still searched round and round and round
I kept walking towards the sound
The music sounded good to me ears
It called out to me
Yet I didn't know how to reply
Still walking and relishing the sound
I walked into its source
It emanated from a young guy
Sitting in the hot sun
Just outside his house
He was a saxophonist
And a damn pretty good one
Even though I didn't know the song he was playing now
I still enjoyed it
I gazed upon him and he returned same
I threw away my face
And managed a grimace
As I passed him
The music stopped
It wasn't the only that stopped
My heart did
Every life and flicker of hope disappeared with it
Just then something happened
He played a familiar tune this time
"God My Help in Ages Past"
It lit up my soul once again
And brought back life to my life
The atmosphere became cool; even in the sun
Everywhere became brighter and sparkling
And then something was there;
A flicker of hope;
Despair disappeared!
The flames of hope rekindled!
How didn't I notice this before!
That He was in charge all this while
God spoke to me through the saxophonist
And I wished to know them more!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
And brought back life to my life The poem showed that God can talk to us through any medium. It is just for us to not only listen, but to do. God bless the poet.