Spirit

In the depths of my soul

Reaching, grasping

But I will never know

If it's true

I can feel you

I assume

Let it not be my imagination

A flash

White and smoky

Circling around the corner

A sense of peace

I see you

I assume

Let it not be my imagination

A whisper

Sweet assurance

Just as I am falling asleep

I smile to myself

I hear you

I assume

Let it not be my imagination

Spirit