The Presence

by a l i

A constant awareness of being observed. Each word recorded. Each thought noted. A silent reaction felt loudly. A presence. Constant and consistent. Showing and guiding silently. Creating reason and defining situations. A presence.

It is not an illusion for illusions never last so long. It is too powerful to ignore even when extreme joy of this world overwhelms the mind or when the heaviest burden of despair is placed upon the heart..the silent observer, the owner, the Creator…the presence is constant. Unseen and not felt by any of the senses but by a sense undefined and unknown. A feeling so deep within that ignoring leaves my being with no realm to exist in..
I live each thy presence my Lord…each moment..