Through the Veil

I see you as if reflected in your dressing table mirrors or the waters of the old garden pond You hear me through the echos or whistling little answers things you've not quite placed from through the veil That separates the times of life and death You see me through the window In the nature of the robin Know when I'm around through scents you breathe I leave you little signs like a solitary pure white feather Placed where you can find it So you know my love I'm with you Just a simple little pleasure shows I live But my dear I wait here for you As I bless you with my presence I walk through troubled times right by your side And I fight the good fight with you in my stride I see those tears of sadness When your head is on your pillow Now that you know I am still with you Perhaps now you can smile and shine with pride For you know within your conscience I'm your guide