image by Daniel Murtagh
"Put your ear down close to your soul and listen hard." ~Anne Sexton
There is a certain beauty that surely dwells within the outermost door
and it speaks to the deaf and mute reaching out to comfort the grieved and poor
the blind detect its presence through its warmth like the laying on of praying hands
still it stands there naked with a purity not seen by the mortal eyes of man
faith is its companion as they lay on sheets that bear hope to a world in need
it is an intimate miracle within the breast of every man's hopes and inherent creed
somewhere between one's doubts and beliefs it comes out into a glimpse of the heart's eye
a beauty beyond compare in grace it heals the broken and restores vision to all the blind.
