The Sense

sensing changes in the air, turn around but no one there

Perplexing orbs dancing light, spinning sparkles join the night

Intuition inadequate word, a spectral voice my name I heard

Reverberates my mind with chimes, must talk in turns, one thing, one time

Inside my soul knowledge springs, spirits news such hope they bring

To follow clues senses collide and then poll the source sixth sense decides

Understand fleet foot is life chock full of plans beyond this strife

A ripple in a pond, a ring in a tree, a day in class, the bell rings at three

Lampost in the dark for those to see, like moths to a flame they come to me

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