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Not what meets the mind
You can't see us.
You can't hear us.
But if you open you're mind, you're heart...
You might just be able to feel us.
If you allow us into you're body.
You might just feel who we were.
We were mothers, brothers and children too.
Feel our message.
Feel our story.
Feel our wind like hands, steady on your shoulder.
You pray to the Heavens or to a God for help...
If you clear you're head, you may feel our whispers.
Advising you what to do.
We stalk to streets at night, just as you.
If you give us a chance you may feel us there too.
I can not say were harmless, but we mean you no harm.
Open you're heart, you're mind, you're body and...
You just might...
Feel our voices, whispering, advising you.
Feel our hand, guiding you, leading you.