UNSEEN
I'm all around, sometimes I'll go away,
In the morning a visit, maybe at the end of your day.
I've been known to whisper or at times a scream,
I push through the trees, perhaps awake you from a dream.
I may go very fast or swirl around,
Everywhere Is where I am bound.
Since the beginning of time, from then I was born,
Always will I be here with an unseen form.
Keith Garrett
I appreciate the spiritual presence . . . unseen, yet always there.
Thanks for reading.
On Mon, Nov 15, 2021 at 7:02 AM keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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