World apart, yet here in the known,
Walking amidst but with no shadow shown.
Some can feel a heartbeat from far..
From the silence, the out-curve, it forms like a star.
Far from the seen and hidden apart.
Without any words that reveal the heart.
Whispers only tendered with prayers
Could lead a soul to find these cares.
Seeing, believing, receiving, not leaving..
Grace fills the spaces that life is weaving.
Even the quiet and silent star curves,
Find their way out, they become Love’s reserves.
© 2017 Linda Willows