Who walks behind me?

Who walks behind me, a vision I can not see?
But a presence I feel with an ever-slight chill.
Who walks behind me and follows in my days.
Who whispers words of wisdom to mend my ways?
I do not see a soul or even an outline of a body.
But I feel the presence all around me.
Who walks behind me as I accomplish my goals?
And try to write a story that I have not told.
Who sees me cry in the middle of the night?
Or holds my hand when I have lost sight
Who walks behind me through this journey called life?

It is my ancestors and my angels who help heal me from strife.
They walk behind me, although them I can not see.
I feel their love and presence around me.

They walk behind me.