**Do you believe in Spirit Guides?**
(A lone voice whispers)
I've lived
Once loved and cried
Indulged in primordial urges and died
By the sharp
Sword of Damocles
No less
For a thousand years
As I fought emotions like a transmitted disease
For I'm immortal
And I've mixed and fought with so many souls
Some with a kind heart
Fierce spirit
And a willing mind
Some so corrupt they would sell you out
For anything, they could find
I'm the wild untameable Thunder
In a storm-filled Autumns sky
The gentle breeze overflowing
With Spring's symphonies
Of baby blackbirds that cry
The scent of luscious
Winters mornings
Filled with a dash of mildew
The peace and tranquillity
Submissively reflected
in a serene Summer's sky
As whispering clouds
Jostle for kingship and quietly float by
For I'm eternal
Don't you see
Born from unexplainable storm clouds
Just beyond your sight
Baptized by giants hands in The Eternal Fountain
Heaven's white lightning
Upon Heaven's illustrious deep mysterious mountains
I'm just one of many fragments resting deep inside
Until you sleep
And then we all walk hand in hand
Through all your keeps
To speak and exchange words of wisdom
To seduce and advise
As we together conquer dark dreams
Whilst lost and vulnerable Before the early morning sunrise
Walking together bravely
Only to then awaken
Fresh and revitalized
To traverse this dangerous life
sometimes soul-draining horizons
Filled with so many corrupted spirits
Who just love to criticize
You'll see me sometimes
By your white picket fence
Standing alone in my grey coat of Salvation
In the swirling mists of
Time
Sometimes you'll hear me in the hidden Alabaster corridors
Within your mind
For I am part of your
Higher-Self
Bestowed to you by an almighty power
My only task
My penance
My treasure
Is to stimulate
Encourage and fortify
Within ever-quickening
passing seconds and hours
Behold
I am forever yours
As you are mine
And together we go to war
Every day you breathe
To rage against the Paradigms littered amongst the ever-eroding Sands of Time
If in me you
Do believe
Your spirit guide
Just one of the Lord's many appointees
Who's tasked to never leave
Copyright John Duffy
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