I assume they see Me,even if they can not.
Maybe they can only feel My Actions.
Some how sensing My Intent
Reading My Mind
Touching My Heart
They may not see Me, any more than I can see Them.
Some how We Know , or believe we know .
I assume They may be listening,even if they can not hear.
Perhaps they can taste My disposition
Smell My thoughts
I seem to be as transparent in substance to Them as They are to Me.
All of Us
fragments and conglomerates
particles in motion
shadows and imprints
odors and echoes
