A STRANGER
I fell in love with a stranger for they revealed to me my heart
In simple sign of kindness: word that encouraged me to rise
For a Light of Goodness I saw speaking from their eyes.
I fell in love with a stranger. Little, then, did I know
Love was for neither form nor figure but for God, in them,
that shone.
(This poem was inspired by reading Dante and how his invisioning of the personage of "Beatrice" affected and inspired his art. To me, it is an inspiring example how one person, how ever small their perceived presence in another's life can affect and redefine entire worlds.)
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