Sunday, January 25, 2015

Spirit

A spirit that comes in to my life & shows me something grand. Something magical, something out of the blue, something that changed my life forever.
What is that something that changed my life? That something was nothing that anyone who would see it would not understand. Something only I would have cared about. Something that only this spirit would know about me.
A spirit came to me one day. It told me not to be afraid. It showed me something magical, something that was only in my dreams. I wonder how this spirit got it?
Why is it that I'm drawn to know more? To see things I know I shouldn't? I've lived a simple life. So why do I want to go with this spirit?
A spirit came to me and told me that I would be just fine. It said that I have an angel watching out for me. An angel with long black hair and white eyes wearing a white dress. I wonder how this spirit knew of that dream I had?
A spirit came to me one night it said that this was the end. I didn't want the spirit to leave it changed my life in many ways but it said not to be afraid my angel was always near.
That spirit disappeared that night and I never heard it again. I miss that spirit it showed me things that I will never see again.

Time to Strike

Slowly but steadily,
Making it impossible for anyone to follow,
Hiding in the tree tops high above the town floor.

Slowly but steadily,
Looking at the people below,
Choosing carefully who will be the next.

Slowly but steadily,
  Making the next move,
Carefully waiting till the right time to strike.

Slowly but steadily.