I am a rarity but not an impossibility.

I am intangible but not without essence.

I am the desire of many yet reality of few.

I am without emotion yet I evoke just that.

I am invariably a good thing yet indiscriminate.

I am without presence yet turn up in odd places.

I am well known in church yet loyal to no one.

I am without figure yet often seen as a saviour.

I am not to be seen yet am almost a reflection.

I am without feeling yet I distribute relief.

I am end of Kashmir before cleft with no foot.

I am supposedly responsive to prayer yet really?

WHAT AM I?

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