On the edge of society is where he felt like he was,
Alone,
Though the thoughts of everyone was around him,
And he was really in the middle of it.
He believed not in a narrow dream,
But more in what we could do to turn around things that needed to be,
His expression was courageous, and he knew it was not outrageous,
For him to speak his mind, he had bared his fragile heart,
And found love simply,
Not expecting anything back,
He lived finding the beautiful joys that were born into his soul long ago.
He thought deeper in an instant glance,
And he was somewhere else,
He dreamed like there were answers to the problematic issues,
Sometimes when looking up to the sky,
And he saw the colors of the sky, and saw it as an amazing painting of the moment,
He saw the rain as a beautiful hue, mirroring the surroundings in its shower.
He shared simple luxuries with the desperate,
Not only to see their hope answered, but to try to heal his own breaking heart.
His compassion fueled his strength.
He believed in more than what meets the eye, ‘cause he believed what he felt,
He had the open-mindedness of a child,
But the wisdom to be careful of what to believe.
Though he often felt out of place,
He knew there were reasons he was suppose to be there.
©2005 Molly Nicole