I don’t tell anyone,
but I do still hear voices,
see things that aren’t there.
I no longer listen
or do what voices tell me,
I bless what moves past me
without fear.
This world is much more
than our brains comprehend
or our limited vision perceives,
but at least now I know
it isn’t, and never was,
about me.
I am privileged
to catch a glimpse,
hear a snatch
or have an inkling
of what else,
and who else exists
outside our own little world.
©2015 Sharron R. McMillan
Thank you Heather. 😉
LikeLike
Sensitivity, such as yours, is so hard for others to comprehend. How wonderful that you understand it!
LikeLike