There are those who believe
We do not have a spirit within.
But I know it exists,
For I have seen it move in me.
I have seen it move in others, too.
I see it’s results like we see the wind’s.
The wind leaves traces where its been–
I feel the wind, but I’ve never seen it.
Leaves move as the wind blows through.
I see the spirit dancing in a child’s eyes,
Or in faces glowing in the moon light.
I feel the spirit when I freely give.
Or when I love others more than me.
And when I pray for those who need a friend.
With every breath I take, with all I am,
I feel the spirit as it moves in me.