I see you from across the road

Through a cloud of dust.

Broken sandals, scruffy beard,

Your rugged appearance

Making you look common.

But when I catch your eye

I cannot hold your stare;

You are much more than you appear

I'm drawn toward your voice,

Gentle over the commotion,

Through the crowd, closer still.

You're not from around here
Yet somehow I still

Understand every word you say

And feel the meaning of your message

As I sink to my knees in awe of you.

I follow you as you leave here,

Out to the edge of town,

To where dust clouds lap at your heels.

We walk side by side,

Two pairs of foot prints,

Then suddenly one

And two again after the storm,
Proving that you are exactly who they say

I turn to you and avert my eyes

For I am far from worthy

To gaze upon your face

And take in your glory.

You gently touch my head and bid me rise

For my slate has been wiped clean;

And I depart praising the Trinity.

I Believe.