I Hear Your Footsteps... Poem by Julie Anjani

I hear your footsteps and maybe even
A voice through the space, the time and seasons.
Although your own face is constantly hidden,
I can feel your soul, despite the distance.

I will lift you to the heights of heaven,
Admiring your personal merits
And talent that are generously given
To you from above as divine presents.

I reread your amazing poems often, -
A speech captivates with the brilliance,
Where in a thin lace of lines I open
The golden tracery of tender feelings.

I'm not looking for a place within
Your heart or in the beautiful dreamings.
I see you only as a Muse, a vision
And my guiding star in the vast heavens!