© Terrie Brushette
Who are they, what do they do?
Where do they come from, are they for me and you?
What do they look like, how do they sound?
Where do you keep them, where are they found?
Can you hear them, see them, touch them
How long do they stay?
Maybe a year, a week or just even a day
Questions you ask of them you see
They are here to help us you and me
To guide and love us through all our years
Keeping away darkness and negative fears
But to find one yourself there’s little to do
Just relax and listen to the true you
The little word or thought in your head
Is it a guide or something you read
My guess is with little effort and care
Your going on a journey so be prepared
To a wonderful place that’s hard to have foreseen
Where your guides are and have always been
Talk to them and listen with ease
To what they say you will be pleased
So now you know your questions fulfilled
Because you took the time your mind you stilled
It doesn’t take much, just a few minutes a day
To meet your guides who have something to say
Words of great wisdom given with love
To spread round the world from up above