PORTRAIT OF A MAN

When you think of a man, in your mind, what do you see?
Do you see a man, a tall, slim man dressed in his best clothing?
Or
Do you see a man dressed in only what he can find?

Does that man in your mind's eye have the looks of a finely crafted face?
Or
Is his face torn by his age or the life that he has had to live?

Is your man, a college educated man, with several degrees?
Or
Is he simply educated by what the world has thrown at him.

Does the man in your portrait have a will of his own?
Is he tough with a mouth that only he listens to?
Or
Is he gentile with those around him?
Can he talk to a child with a quiet and simple tone.

Is the man in your picture a man that buys his freedom with dollars and coins?
Or
Is he willing to go to a foreign land, fight for not only his freedom, but your's, mine and some one that he will never ever know?

I know of a man that I have never seen. But his portrait is one that we all must see.

He is a man with all of these brush marks and many more, that can never fully be painted.

He is a man that is able to laugh, when I laugh.
And
When I feel a need to yell, he allows me to.

When I talk he will listen.
When there is nothing to say, he will sit with me in silence.
And
When I cry, he will dry my tears.

When I am lonely, he will be with me

When I close my eyes and pray, he will open my eyes with his answers.

When I fall he will catch me.

When I call out his name, he will come running.

This portrait of a man is worth more than any known work of art.
It's price has already been paid.

Do you know the man in this picture?
Close your eyes and open your heart.
Now...who do you see?