In our lives there happen daily <br />so many helpful messages <br />most are ignored yet some are heeded <br />from unexpected messengers <br /> <br />The person sitting on the trolley <br />may be an angel in disguise <br />to let you know what new direction <br />might some old hackneyed thought revise <br /> <br />That day you lost a stable footing <br />and fell into a pool of mud <br />may be the messenger intended <br />for slowing your boiling blood <br /> <br />It's hard to notice what's a message <br />a lot of them are brought in ways <br />that seem so silly, unimportant <br />yet they are meant to grace our days <br /> <br />When in the din and rush of striving <br />we often run past what is dear <br />especially when that strong message <br />may seem a challenge too severe <br /> <br />The messages we're offered daily <br />are gifts and nudges from above <br />though some are couched in ugly garments <br />they all are sent with greatest love.<br /><br />Liilia Talts Morrison<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/messages-and-messengers/
