In the mist of an awakening

I am there within you
Hidden deep in the recesses of your being
Are you so vain as to not know that
I am in other's also

The gathering of two completes me
We become one looking out and looking in
We speak and the other listens

My voice has taken flight
And in your ears you hear me
Your eyes they see me
And your flesh can feel me

So am I not there with you always
You looking back at me
And I looking back at you
by Lynda Hartley