In the midst
of the worst
he has ever known,
he sees
perceives
encourages.
With head down
retreating
grieving,
he still manages
to lift up others.
But he does more than manage.
He exceeds
enters in
and sees in others
what is so uncomplicatedly
simple to him –
yet misses that it also
shines so blindingly
in himself.
It’s not that he doesn’t communicate, or
do it effectively or
clearly;
only inconspicuously.
There are
few words spoken
but many said.