Bill Worrell

Before Their eyes they descend,

Yet some do not know it is them -

The Spirits visiting.

In the wink of an eye they come,

Softly upon their ancient dwelling,

Upon the stone where memories are carved.

In the golden light of evening

The Spirits visit,

When Sun goes to other side of Earth

they rest in Moon’s soft shadows.

When Sun returns

Their wings lift them back to Heavens.

Until then the Spirits visit.


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Spirits Visit

Bill Worrell is a sculptor, painter, writer and musician from Texas. He is an interpreter of beauty that lies within ancient mysteries.  More about Bill can be found on his Website at:

Other Bill Worrell poems include:

Carpe EVERY Diem  •  Some Day  •  Spirits Visit  •  Such Children  •  Time for Peace  •  Unity