Cherished Piece

How do I describe what’s missing?

I quiet the noise all around me, hoping in silence it will surface.

But I hear not a sound, yet I feel a pull, an ache,

as if this empty space could scream it out.

So I keep it company.

I hold it as if it is something so valuable.

God Himself gave me this empty space, saying,

here is where I lie,

here is where you will know the importance of what’s missing.

Hold it,

and know only I will fill the emptiness,

for only I can give you what you cannot put into words,

for such words live only where I place them

for you to know.

So I gently hold this cherished space,

where only God will find it.

My heart will keep it,

and it will stay warm.