As if buoyed

As if buoyed
By some mysterious hope
By some fragile grace
That what is seen
Is not all there is

As if buoyed
By some frail strength
By those threads of prayer
Those steadfast hands
Of love

As if a God
Yahweh
Dances in the shadows
Smiling surreptitiously
Gathering hope
Bestowing faith

You will be ok
You are mine.