If We Listen

He was born 
in a small insignificant town.
A son of a carpenter,
He is forever known as One!

He was a precocious child,
arguing with rabbis at the age of twelve;
He probably drove his parents insane,
but we know this not.

A friend of thieves, lepers,
and society’s forgotten,
He prayed,
He healed,
He showed the way!

For Truth’s sake,
He lives within us,
even now,
a millennia later.

He lifts us up,
to unimaginable heights;
He allows us to flourish,
if we listen!

His presence guides,
if we listen!

© Russell Kendall Carter

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