Autumn

Somewhere at the edge of belief
Lies faith.
Quietly guiding, nudging, orienting,
Beyond the sound of prayer,
A stillness that urges on.

Somewhere at the edge of love
Lies care.
Underneath the rippling canopy
Of questions and worries,
An assurance that cannot be explained.

Somewhere at the edge of reason
Lies understanding.
Beyond words, sums and measures
The silence of a heart, skipping
A beat.

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