My dear one- –
I know this time
has been a sting
of haze and pain
and in between.

That your bones
hold secrets
few no,
your heart an untold
tale of silence.

And yet, the
glistening winds sweep,
the shifting clouds speak,
and there is hope
on the new moon
of horizon.

Love is tucked
in corners unseen,
grace notes play
on autumn’s gold leaves,
your soul holds
a blazing, starlit fire
no eyes can see- –

And my dear one,
I believe in You.