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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