SPIRIT  

I N S P I R A T I O N


I started to write this song a few years ago, but when we lost a couple of dear friends recently, it somehow seemed appropriate to bring it together. This is for Carol Milner. You were an inspiration. This one is also for Alan Kendrick Briggs, who was probably one of the most spiritual people I have known, in spite of the fact that he religiously never went to church. You can listen to the track on Soundcloud.


Spirit

Why does it feel that you are near? 

I live in hope that you’ll appear,

From round a bend or down a stair, 

I can’t believe you are not there.

I cannot think from day to day,

You’ll ever be that far away.

A smile still flits across your eyes. 

Your spirit lives. It never dies.

 

Was that your knock upon the door? 

I’ve heard it once or twice before.

Was it just inside my head,

When a floorboard creaks below a tread?

I hear you whisper in my ear.

You say the words I need to hear.

A smile still flits across your eyes. 

Your spirit lives. It never dies.

 

Was that your shadow on the wall? 

Was that your footstep in the hall?

With laughter lines upon your face,

Are you still moving in this place?

I’m sure you are, in large amounts. 

Your voice is heard. Your opinion counts.

A smile still flits across your eyes. 

Your spirit lives. It never dies.

 

Paul J Openshaw 2010

 

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