In shadows deep, where grace unfolds,

A truth unseen, in whispers told,
Beyond the mind’s frail, fleeting clasp,
It weaves a light no dark can grasp.

My thoughts, too small, cannot contain
The boundless sway of love’s refrain,
Yet in my soul, it softly sings,
A sacred tide on silent wings.

Though understanding falters, weak,
This truth divine will ever speak,
It tends the heart, it lifts the soul,
And makes the broken spirit whole.

In unseen depths, its glory shines,
A holy pulse through mortal lines,
Forever vast, forever free,
It holds my soul in mystery.