I have not seen your face nor touched your hand,
but I know you.

I close my eyes and clear my mind, and I feel your
wholeness surround me.

It is you who has come to visit me again.

I never tire of you, for each day there is a newness
about you.

There is a love and joy that is present, for it sooths
and warms my soul.

Like a candle in the darkness when lit, brings a glimmer
of light, a touch of warmth.

Flickering shadows that dance across the room as
peacefulness unveils, and holds the moment.

Though I have not seen your face, nor touched your hand,
I know you.

Ice.....


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