You Are Not Here And Yet You Are Poem by Fiona Schwartzinoff

You are not here, and yet you are,
For I see your eyes in every star,
I feel your smile in the warmth of the sun,
In all things bright which the darkness shuns;
When the wind whispers secrets in the air
I know that you are speaking to me there;
When every tear falls, I feel you dry it,
And give me back heart, soul, and spirit;
You are not here, and yet you are,
No matter how near, no matter how far.