You Are Might

I do not feel You,

yet still,

I know You are near.

 

My thoughts disappear into darkness,

yet still,

I know that You hear.

 

I am rooted in You,

although,

I do not know how.

 

I am filled by You,

although,

I cannot say how.

 

We meet—

without word,

without emotion,

without thought.

 

I am standing in a cold,

indifferent night,

within a strange,

unfamiliar light.

 

And You are might.

You are might.

 

~FS