SPIRITS EVERYWHERE

SPIRITS EVERYWHERE

Spirits, they are everywhere,

On the landing, on the stair,

In the bedroom, in the bath,

In the classroom learning math.

Spirits confound you, as they surround you,

In every drunk in every bar,

Blasting music in your car.

On radio and on tv,

But on a different frequency.

Spirits follow as you walk,

Spirits listen when you talk,

Spirits hover. and spirits look,

Even follow you on Facebook.

Spirits, they are everywhere, in a meditative trance 

In every glimpse and glance, in every funky dance.

Spirits scale your every wall, always at your beck and call.

Spirits like to rack your brain, when your life is circling the drain.

At the seaside, in the foam, they come when you are most alone,

Noiselessly they follow you all the way home.

Spirits are everywhere, real and implied,

Wise counselors and lifetime guides,

They know when to hold and when to let go,

Spirits glide through rain and snow,

Always fierce, they walk the wire,

Spirits dance through heat and fire.

When you are down and need them most,

They snuggle up around you close.

Spirits, they are everywhere, their intuition deep

Spirits watch over you as you sleep.

They never doze, they never tire,

They know firsthand your heart's desire,

Call it chance or call it fate, but there's a reason and a rhyme,

And spirits follow right on time,

Spirits they are everywhere,

Floating on the sacred air.

No need to question how or why,

Just feel them as you fly.

 -Bruce Potts

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