The Spirit

by Barbara Quintiliano
April 2020

The Spirit always whispers
never shouts
and soothes us like a child’s
first lisping words

The Spirit’s never despotic
but always subtly suggestive
disposing us toward
our higher aspirations

The Spirit never leaves us
but hovers like a sparrow
bringing a breath of hope

2 thoughts on “The Spirit

  1. Barbara, a beautiful piece here. Love all the “s” assonance throughout, like the poem is a whisper itself. You even made the word ‘despotic’ sound lovely!

    “but hovers like a sparrow” – just beautiful.
    Thanks for sharing this lovely piece, and I agree with the sentiment!

    1. Thanks for the feedback, Carol! Hope you’re feeling better and that we’ll see you (virtually, of course) soon.

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