I have searched
but could not find you
in the small dark places
where still water glistens
in pools beneath sheltering pines
where seeds seek light
to bloom full flower
in the image of your vision
I have listened for you
in the place where silent appeals
ring from empty souls
seeking peace
where time has lost
all trace of measure
and meaning does not
question what it does not know
where movement is stilled
in motion and cause
is without consequence
where vision knows
no limit and belief
is faith in what it
does not understand
or question what it
cannot see or know
and withered hands
caress virtue wrapped
in humble petition
and silent prayer
David Sermersheim
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