The Whisperings

Can you see me? I am over here, the light you see from the corner of your eye, the shadow that you almost saw, the one standing before you, look deep, you will see me looking back at thee.

Can you feel me? I am the butterfly that just brushed by you, the soft breeze you felt on your face, the touch on your shoulder, the warmth in your heart and the giggles in your belly, that warning in your gut.

Can you hear me? I am the voice of impending danger, the whisper of intuition, and the knowingness of your soul.

Can you face me know? Look deep in the mirror, I can see you looking at me, let me see a look of love, and look of recognition, a smile of knowing, for I am here deep within you.

Do you hear my whispers? I whisper and the heart feels me, I whisper and the soul knows me, I whisper but the mind deceives me, and the eyes fail to see, it is I standing before you, please look back at me.

by Lynda Hartley