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Ghost Whisper In The Night 2


Some may call them ghosts others spirits. Weather they are ghosts or spirits their word is subtle and quietly heard. sometimes we see what they want us to see or we hear what we hear. However we may the spirits are always there. They are aound listen to all we discuss. They are near when we least expect them there. The ghosts are around everywhere. They hear what we say and hear, they say what they feel and haunt us too. They do what they do to reach out and communicate to you. We feel them when we are near. Souls left behind to figure things out so they can rest in peace. Lost souls not finding a way. Lying in a dark room quiet and focused you can sence and hear and see the unseen. Paranormal does exsist. Your in silent meditation or silent rest when you hear a just as silent whisper in your ear. No one else around you realize that what you had just heard was that ghost whisper in the night of that room. It’s like a silent whisper that comes from the silence of the room. The spirits who have passed from times before yet feel they have something more. Close your eyes. Relax your mind. open your heart to mindful things. This night is the night you may hear the ghost whisper in the air. They are here trying to communicate with us. Feeling a sence of help easing thru. These are the ghost whispers in the night asking for us to help guide them into the light.

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The wolf (call to the wild)

The wolf (call to the wild)

His eyes look into the broad depths of the forest. His ears hear the tiniest piercing pin drop down. His feet leave marks as he run thru tracking himself in the snow. His coat keeps him covered from the weather and cold. He howls at night talking to his ansesters of moons before him. His as wide as could ever be with the color of blue that I see before me. The colors he wears so anchent and amazing with such a beautiful blend. His courage he wears like a metal of honor. His wisdom floating in the wind all the while. His honor to be the best that he can be. His speed to move fast and a hero in need. His loyalty to hold strong to the loves of his heart even when best or worst are putting up steaks to block off his ways. His grey as gourgeous as a winter sky. His white as glistening as snow topped with ice. His time he has is never marked in. His song he sings carrying bold and loud in the wind. He has always been one of my heart to this very day i shall we never part. This wolf I see is always a piece of my heart. His sense of danger is wild at play as he faces and learns to broaden ot’s depths day by day. His kene sense of smell travels off far too. Picking up any and each scent the catches his nose.

 
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Rest Quiet


Laying here in the dark with silence all around

only one sound of the cats strong purr left to be heard.

 kids all finally asleep

 myself I cant even close my eyes.

My soul hardened and bitter not really ever looking for another tomorrow.

 Hurt within myself

 holding on strong to my christian beliefs.

While Satan has a good strong tug at my heart and soul.

 That’s alright you may try, but you won’t succeed at my life I say.

I will stay strong to my faith in God that my life not making sence will work in me as well.

You Satan will never win my soul over.

 I will fight keeping faith in ours till the very day that i die than to choose to be with you.

You are the enemy and where  I choose not to ever be.

So rest quiet my soul

the time is now yours right now

let the time not waiste away from you

 
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