Our voices are sometimes muted <br />on seeing things that are not there. <br />Witnessing events relived from the past <br />by people no longer here, <br />hearing voices we cannot explain. <br />At first, they frighten us, <br />as we know not what they are <br />or where they come from. <br />However, they hold our fascination <br />at what only we can see and hear. <br />Millions of moments from the past <br />cross our path throughout our life. <br />Some remain invisible except to our ears <br />and others re-enact a history <br />in which they were involved. <br />The less we talk about them, <br />the less we will understand <br />why they pay a visit to only us <br />when millions of others <br />walk along the same path. <br /> <br /> <br />21 November 2009<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/seeing-things-not-there/
