Unseen Grace - Poem by Mark Heathcote

A crystal pointing skyward in heavenly darkness
May have no more regal splendour than you
Or I but even in this cavernous empty heart
It’s difficult; it’s profoundly difficult for me
To believe that somehow stupendous sunlight
Suspended hasn’t shone on its iridescent face.
It’s almost unbelievable for me to fathom…
It hasn’t been cherished by a loving sweetness
It hasn’t been blessed by some seeing grace.