Image of the sea with an anchor on the sea floor with these words in the picture I walk a path I cannot see, Where shadows press and winds may flee. Yet still I move with quiet grace, For something holds me in this place. No voice commands, no hand I trace, Yet peace surrounds this fragile space. A whisper stronger than a storm, A warmth where winter should be born. When mountains rise and rivers part, A presence steadies trembling heart. Not bound by name, nor form, nor faceâ Yet felt in every breath of grace. I've seen the sky catch falling prayers, And silence answer unspoken cares. A rhythm moves beneath my days, Unseen, yet worthy of all praise. Faith is not the absence of the night, But dancing there without the fright. For though unseen, the truth remainsâ A love eternal guides these chains. See more