A Ghost Whisper...
In vision of clarities dream,
a shape of ghost-like image,
and the impressionable feelings of rain.
In conscince of unconscience,
the smile of sadden soul,
and the innate belief of showers bliss.
For deep in the movement of silence,
she voices a touch of emmerous delight,
and brings forth an enlightenment of true joining,
where blood belongs yet is non-existant......
In shadows of souls depth,
truth has renderence of moment,
and brings forth the laughter of tears.
In voice of unities deaty
the joining of hands mutitude,
and her touch that has reached the dropplets.
From the heart of ones soul's reach,
the flicker of Love fans the flames,
and renders the truth of united flesh,
and the connection of soul to soul...........................