I see ghosts
Everywhere I turn
I see troubled souls
And hear them yearn
Make up your mind
Is it heaven or hell
This in between
Is no place to dwell
I see ghosts
Some fly and some crawl
Some scream
Some say nothing at all
But in their eyes
I see the story of the world
Drifting rudderless
Slack sails unfurled
I see ghosts
When I close my eyes
Spirits trying
But unable to rise
They call out to me
In their sadness and woe
I see ghosts
Everywhere I go
Powerful !!
Thanks, Larry. These things come in little flashes. I wish I had more control over them. But then that might take all the fun out of it.
Thanks Chris. I actually sent 5 pieces along, but Dennis only posted one.
So profound!
Chris