Something swirled in my hair… touched
Looking around … was no one.
I was debating a point I was making…
Hush …. Was the word that I heard.
A fluttering sound like the wings.....
Then in bed I was humming a tune
while sleeping...where was it
that I had heard that melody?
In the morning the sun was speckled
The fragrance was familiar outside.
My being was light.. as in water.
I had been touched.
I fell silent.
Who was it nudging me to know?