Unseen

There’s a quiet pull I cannot name,
a thread that weaves through time and flame.
I hover close, but not too near,
caught between wonder and quiet fear.

I reach across the longing,
through shadows, light, and dream,
and wish to hold that tender space
that lies in the unseen.

I watch, I wait, the call runs deep,
for the place where our two worlds meet.

Beneath the stars, a silent vow,
the weight of time can’t touch me now.
I value things that cannot fade…
kind hearts, strong souls, and promises made.

For love endures, though worlds may part,
a quiet fire within my heart.
Hearts unspoken, dreams confined,
yet love is patient, love is blind.

I feel too much, I dream too hard,
with hope that heals my heart that’s scarred.

No shadow lingers where hope will stay;
the light you are will guide my way.
Be proud, my heart, and wild, my soul,
for love of light still makes me whole.