You are
Have been
Will be
Here
Always
With me
and for me
Getting between me
and the next
Again and again
And again my sense of purpose
is renewed.
My mind boggles,
My eyes awash,
To consider your constancy --
Invisible.
I open my eyes in the darkness
Believing I should see you,
But do not.
I have at times asked to see you,
Then shut my eyes lest I might.