"THE STRANGER" by Wayne Olson
What if the encounter was not what you thought
As you struggle to make sense of it day after day
Forcing a meaning, square pegs in round holes
One never meant to be epic, just utterly timely?
Secretly relieved it was not to be long-lasting
Not destined to be a happily-ever-after tale
Magic yes, but a Hallmark story gone noir
Just remember the stranger sent to be there
The one who arrived at a critical moment
For an intensely personal, unknown reason
Meant only to change your life’s trajectory
Ever so slightly with a tug, or a simple nudge
To bump your weary mind or drowning heart
One well-placed deflection by a Divine Hand
A prodding perfectly timed by a timeless God
Vigilantly guiding you because you are His
Perhaps to finally see what had been veiled
To at last come to understand a new Truth
Or to finally recognize what had been a lie
Sensing a knowing in the stranger’s smile
One that brought an inexplicable calmness
A trusted familiarity in it you could not dismiss
On the day that left you changed forever.
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I started writing in my late teens. I took to writing short stories at first, then poetry later and love the ability to say much with few words. I have always been on the introverted side, very comfortable in my own space, so writing suited my need for expression. I have had a very rich spiritual life since childhood which is very much part of my nature, so much of what I have gleaned from those experiences finds its way into my writings. Poems are my ship’s “logbook” on this voyage thru life.
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