Wanderers

One night I dreamed of a massive crowd

aimlessly wandering through an empty town

I tried to stop several people as they passed by

But they paid me no heed, as If deaf and blind

Finally I happened upon a somber, yet curious lad

He asked me, “What brings you to the Town of Misled?”

I said, “I'm not sure how I got here, nor for what reason.”

“Well then” The boy smirked without hesitation

“You're in good company alright,

for we are all met with the same plight.

Our vision is impaired, our understanding is empty.

Indeed we are stuck in endless mediocrity.”

Once more I looked around at all the hollow expressions

Then stared back at the tattered boy with deep compassion

“What can I do to help you and all of these poor souls?

Perhaps some money for food, a strong education, and fine clothes?”

The boy began to cry, while shaking his head

“You don't get it sir, we already have plenty we possess.

Our needs lie not in material wealth and fame,

nor in some garbled philosophy of man.

We need someone to guide us into the light

and teach us true wisdom and right.

These wanderers were once children too

They needed someone to teach them God's truth

Someone to take the time to love

Who would be a refuge when times became tough

However, their parents only cared for financial gain

They were blinded by worldly success and the pride of man

So as their children grew, their hopes slowly faded away,

because they had no one to spiritually imitate.”

“My boy!” I cried, “Do not worry anymore.

I will be there for you in the sunshine and the storms.

I will strive to follow Christ continually

so that you might see His light shining in me.”

We embraced, while weeping with joy

Somehow my heart was full, because of this boy

He then said to me, “This is all we need.”

And with that I awoke from my dream.