It hangs in the air
between gazing eyes,
within a mother when she rubs
for her unborn child.
You can see it in photos
of an anniversary,
in the fingered indentations
of a well worn rosary.
It spills from flowers that are
placed to mark a grave,
echoes in prayers,
requests to be saved.
It flows within the tears
of those left to grieve,
waiting for a final kiss
to get some relief.
It’s left within the smiles
when thoughts are brought to mind,
a sweet embrace that lingers
after earth bound time.
It’s when I think of my wife and daughters
while I’m aching through the day,
it’s in the ride I take back home
and when I forget to say
that love is everywhere
untouched and unbroken,
love is captured in these words,
no longer left unspoken.
Published in Miscellaneous Voices #1: Australian Blog Writing (Miscellaneous Press, April 2010)
Published in The Frequency of God, Close-Up Books, December 2017
