Every Now and Then

I do not see the angels around me,

I do not see the demons that plague me,

I do not see the hosts of Saints or our Lord and His Mother.

But every now and then an icon will glimmer or otherwise penetrate my obliviousness with intensity that even I cannot miss, and I am thankful to be shown that I am not alone. That my soul is seen to it's innermost depths. Depths I cannot fathom.