Just You and She

She has never spoken,
	never looked at me,
	never interacted with anything.
I pray she knows with
	some divine sense
	Your presence and grace.
Do You and she talk?
	in the long, not-sensed day?
Do You hold her in her limbo?
	and does she feel it?
I pray she will cross to You
	with joy,
	finally released from her frozen body
	to dance in Your palace
	and soar on Your wings.

©2011, John A. Mills