He reaches to his stillness

“O, I can see a man coming this way,”

Said a priest to himself, “I pray that man,

Is kind, not cruel, oh, I hope I’m right.

Here he is before my eyes, but I’m not

Sure if I should fear or be the fearless.”

‘Aww, he is good,’ thought the priest to himself,

That the priest thought that he’s safe and secured.

And he said to the priest, “Give me water,

And I will say, thank You the Miracle,

For this man who is kind enough to share

His water to bless my drying-thirsty.”

The priest thoughts, ‘This is my moment to shine,

My kindness in front of the Lord my God.'

Written by Ismael Mansoor