<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=366519" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Spirit</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’m the presence you sense <br>when there’s no one around<br>I’m the whisper you hear, <br>when there is no sound</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’m the place where things go<br>When dropped on the floor<br>I’m the secret repository<br>Of things to be seen ne’er more</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’m the unexplained chill<br>That one feels late at night<br>I’m that unremembered dream<br>That awakes you in fright</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’m that sense of forbidding<br>That primitive feel<br>When the hair on your neck<br>Stands up cold as steel</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’m that aura around you<br>That mist felt, but ne’er seen<br>That brings to your skin<br>A cold clammy sheen</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’m that shadow you see<br>From the corner of your eyes<br>The faint voice that you hear<br>Or do they both whisper lies? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’m perhaps antimatter<br>From another dimension<br>Conjoined to your presence<br>In a Quantum suspension</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’m the one in the mirror<br>That stands just behind <br>I’m the one that cohabits<br>The deeps of your mind</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’m a free spirit, I belong <br>to no one and no place<br>I’m one with all people, <br>I’m time…I am space...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And you are...all mine</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Whalen">David Whalen</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=366519" data-title="Spirit de David Whalen" data-description="I’m the presence you sense when there’s no one around I’m the whisper you hear, when there is no sound I’m the place where things go When dropped on the floor I’m the secret repository Of things to be seen ne’er more I’m the unex..."></div> </div> </div>

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