A Ghost

Quiet is the word,
that I would say is me.
Quiet is a thought,
or a state in which to be.
Quiet is what I am,
even though they think not.
Quiet is all I Have.
Quiet is all I got.

I am He Who Walks Alone,
a mere ghost of a man.
A reflection on the waters surface,
A reflection of who I am.
I can cast no shadow,
in any wane of light.
I can cast no presence at all.
Never land in your sight.

The silence can be a wonder,
if you but heed to it's call.
Listen to this ghost of a man,
listen to it all.
Mark the words of the unseen,
bind them in your soul.
For when the shadows shimmer,
that would be the Ghost struggling to be whole.


RavenWolf
~2004~



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