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Jun 2021
I walk a step behind
I hope that He doesn’t mind
My hand and arm extended out as if to touch Him
My tears and desires are what brings me to this moment in time

But too timid am I to call out and attract His attention
To cure me from this terrible affliction
My heart aches to call his name
For He looks at everyone just the same

My Master whom I call my brother
For we were both raised by a celestial mother
I trail behind thee hoping that thou wilt turn and see
That it’s only little ole me.

I hear thy voice, how gentle and sweet
If only I was one of the elite
Then He would show me His face
And wrap me in his wonderful embrace

I long to walk beside Him
These feelings fill my tearstained eyes to the very brim
He makes me feel whole
My eyes upon Him, did He feel their pull?

I try to reach Him
But it’s always the same
Too many people get in my way
My hand, they knock away

Master, I cried out loud
Here am I lost in this busy crowd
I have walked behind Thee
Since we left the Sea of Galilee

My wounds I wanted thee to heal
A blessing upon my head couldst Thou seal
For this lonely beggar who walks behind thee
I wouldn’t mind if others were to see

These mighty hands of my Master
To miss His touch would be a terrible disaster
When suddenly I feel a hand touch mine
The sweet smile on His face was so genuine

He asked me why I had walked a step behind
His peaceful voice was so kind
I felt a lump in my throat
He knew that I had been there, since we had left the boat

My name he called out loud
I would follow him forever, I vowed
Though I was a step behind
I learned that day that He was the Saviour and Redeemer of all Mankind

Written by:
Jason Cheney
June 6-7, 2021
Jason Cheney
Written by
Jason Cheney  52/M/Chubbuck, Idaho
(52/M/Chubbuck, Idaho)   
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