Maybe You Will See Me

by Rosemary Babb

You may feel me when
one crystal raindrop touches your hand.
Maybe I am gently nudging you.
Maybe you will feel me.

You may see me when
the wind runs through the tall grasses.
Maybe I leave no footprints now.
Maybe you will see me.

You may hear me when
you dream, in your heart, in whispers.
Maybe I speak your language now.
Maybe you will hear me.

You may see me when
you look into eyes filled with love.
Maybe for a moment, I am there.
Maybe you will see me.

Copyright Rosemary Babb.

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