A quiet reading
Beyond the veil of the visible, I imagine a lover waiting, not a body promised to me, but a presence shaped from longing and faith.
The veil feels thin in dreams, in prayer, in the hour before waking when the heart speaks without asking for proof.
I do not know whether another realm holds us, whether spirit watches, or whether the hidden lover is a form of my own soul.
So I let the image remain an image: a threshold, a quiet companionship, a hope that love may be larger than what the eyes can see.
The lover does not guide my choices. The lover asks no surrender to a voice only I can hear. They wait only in the poem, where mystery can be held without becoming command.
Perhaps one day the veil will lift. Perhaps it will not. For now, I return to this life, to the people whose hands are warm, to love that can answer aloud.
And somewhere inside me, the unseen lover remains, not as certainty, but as a tender name for the part of the heart still willing to meet the unknown.
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“Beyond the veil of the visible,
I imagine a lover waiting,
not a body promised to me,
but a presence shaped”
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This curated edition is shared as personal artistic expression, not medical, financial or relationship advice. Sacred names and traditions are approached with respectful poetic or devotional context.
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