I can no longer hold you

or speak to you,

comfort you in your sorrow

but I am here.

 

I can no longer reach out a hand

to wipe away your tears,

assuage your fears,

but I am here.

 

In the warm sun on your back

in the gentle breeze

that carries your worries away

I am here.

 

In the soothing purr of a cat

the whisper of butterfly wings

the scent of a rose

I am here.

 

In the moon and the stars

that light up the night sky

I am never far from you.

I am here.

 

Though you cannot see me,

or touch me,

say my name silently or aloud

I am here.

 

 

©Niamh Hill

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