I can't see you, but I know you are there.
Silently standing and watching keeping harm away from me.
Life must intercede, but guidance of a life span you freely offer.
Patiently standing in the shadows waiting for a time to be needed.
I feel you in the early morning light.
I can hear the song that is being sung in the wind.
I can see the love and gentleness that you bring in the movement of the swaying tree.
Always there.
Always watching.
Waiting for me to go home again.
RAGINGHEART-2001
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