And I Wonder

Every now and then,
the light in a stranger's eyes
pulls at the outer threads
of my mind with a familiar tug

And I wonder...

Every now and then,
an unexpected, kind word from a
complete stranger
lifts a layer of sadness from my heart

And I wonder...

Every now and then,
a warm smile from a passerby
penetrates my soul

And I wonder...

Every now and then,
a kind gesture by a stranger
restores my faith
in the goodness of the human spirit

And I wonder...

Every now and then,
a chance encounter
with a store clerk, a waiter or waitress,
a construction worker, a crossing guard,

A bus driver, a mail carrier, a volunteer,
a repair person, a ticket taker, a stranger
in any number of forms, shapes and sizes,
has all the markings of the handprint of God

And I wonder...

Beautiful Poetry © 2003 Terri McPherson