SPIRIT:

She´s everywhere & walks where most men fear to tread,

Taking the dead to life & escorts passing souls when dead,

She´s there where life begins & there when it finally ends,

Escorting us as through this life, as we swiftly waft & wend.

She´s the whispering rustle we hear within the chattering trees,

She´s the giggling of stones & pebbles being tickled by the seas,

She´s the soft floating feather that drifts quietly from the skies,

She´s the salty saline tears that falls from our melancholic eyes.

She´s the errant ethereal dream upon our nightly dulcet pillow,

Hiding behind our secret curtain as it silently creeps & billows,

She´s kind word upon our tongue & on our lips, the gentle smile,

She´s the reason we keep going & deem to walk that extra mile.

She´s the reason that we live & the reason that we have to  die,

She´s the one reason that you are you & the reason that I´m only I,

She´s the spirit that moves each of us, the spirit that moves us all,

She´s the retreating footsteps you hear echoing down life´s long hall.