While just children we see the rays of the sun
But not the Power that created it.
While just children we hear the sounds of the flowing brook
But not the Love that created it.
While just children we see the stars
But not the Hand which scatters them in the sky
As the farmer scatters seed.
It is only through the communion with the Angels
Of the Heavenly Father, will we learn to see the 'unseen'
To 'hear' that which cannot be 'heard'
And to 'speak' the 'unspoken word'.
Part of a prayer explaining how some people just seem to know all that is going on. A super sort of discernment - a gift.