There Becomes a Gaze

There is a gaze that overcomes her face
As Intercession takes its place
at the forefront of her heart
and her eyes fill with wonder, mercy, grace

Its as if she enters a special zone
A place I don't think I've ever known
She stands apart and yet in that gap
I know that being apart is not being alone.

For she has been given a gift and given a task
On behalf of others, to talk with God and simply ask
without judgment or bias to station or pace
I see her do this all thru the day, it's not a mask.

We are blessed to witness in this one

unafraid to go where others might shun

For her, prayer is a calling and a conversation

Sometimes spontaneous, but never undone