Third Eye
They say there something strange,
about you and me.
We see through and eye that they
cannot see.
Yet they still come with
curiousity.
They do not know of the light
that they hold.
So they come to us for their futures
to be told.
We tell them of joy, happiness and pain.
and of the loved ones who've passed,
that they'll meet once again.
We take away sickness and disease
if we can.
With one special gift of using
our hands.
We help them with dreams and visions
they see.
Tell me what is so strange about
you and me?
We share our wisdom, our light
and our love.
We know all these gifts, come from
above.
what is so strange to see what we see?
Do we care what they think?
Not you not me!
T.L.C.