A Gift of God

In our poetry class, we were asked to write an ode on an object that is of value to us. Here's what I came up with-

A Gift of God
-to Brent, my beloved brother and mentor in Christ

Memories unfold as the pages turn,
My thoughts run towards the moment
When he handed me the book with
Such joy and expectation on his face.
So many times were the pages turned,
It is no doubt a treasure of his heart.

Small and light is the book yet I could sense
The heaviness and depth of its content.
As the pages turned, I found myself walking
From the valley of darkness to the field of light.
Not knowing what it was, I could sense something
New and wonderful emerging in my soul.

Once again, the turning pages bring back memories-
I see him, standing beside me with his
Smiling face and encouraging eyes.
I hear the echoes of my heart, saying:
"I was once lost but now am found."
Surely, it's not simply a book, but a gift of God.