The Unseen Leading

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The Unseen Leading

My feet hang down
The bank so steep
I toss some rocks
Into the creek
Over the hills
And mountain peaks
My eyes still gaze
My heart still seeks

A fragrant scent
A warbler’s song
Serenade me
All day long
I walk in silence
Through the trees
None pleases me
As well as these

As I walk
I feel it’s touch
The undefined
It lingers much
Follows me
Like cloud of mist
My very essence
Gently kissed

It’s deja vu
Or is it more
Something’s come through
An open door
It touches me
It leads me on
It shows me just
Where I belong

© 2007 Judie C. Rall

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