The Ghost Has Gone.

The Ghost has Gone .


The Ghost that rides alone,
Alnog a track of skin and bone
The Ghost comes,
I step on now and sit down so tight,
I do not move as bodies will to might,
The Ghost comes,
My body is weak and cold so slim
a tunnel of darkness into which glimpses just so him
The Ghost comes,
Watching lives unfolding in my mind
Watching stumbling reach so find
The Ghost comes,
Step now the soul broken
All lost my soul open
So don't take it the man's spoken,
I step away the Ghost gone as souls mend selflessly never stays silent or still instead I am new life of an Expanse of Deepest Bluest Exemplary Seas, Waves, Crashing, Be An Ocean My FRiend BE An Ocean.