Lamb or Hope

In the Distance-

Too far to See- 

To Touch-

But It stands there.

Close enough to Watch over

If You were to- glimpse Its Countenance

It would Glow

Softer than snow

The glimmering finery-

Cut loose-

Fanning out into Wings

Of fabric.

You cannot See It-

If You do not Look.

You cannot Hold it-

With Your Hands.

Take up Its mantel

In Your Heart

In Your Mind

It will Shine through You.