The Ghosts of Memory
Many think ghosts inhabit their houses;
appearing, from time to time;
others claim to see ghosts of their spouses;
apparitions; from the divine.
If such things were true; how could it be;
why aren’t they seen by everyone;
perhaps they’re visions from past memory;
or ghosts of the future; yet to come.
Ghostly images; thoughts from the divine;
are mentally linked to ones they love;
they’re never accidents; they’re by design;
passed down from the kingdom above.
Many of them are whispers of memory;
demonstrating they are still near;
often they’re thoughts of what used to be;
assuring that loved ones don’t fear.
Memories, themselves, are ghosts of the past;
energy links to a much different time;
like foggy mists; they’re not meant to last;
they’re subtle hints of the divine.
Ghosts are, often thought, angelic beings;
interdimensional travelers, from above;
only by the faithful are they usually seen;
floating on the wings of God’s love.
Why can’t some memories be dismissed;
so many of them just make me cry;
I looked in her eyes; and then we kissed;
that tragic memory; called goodbye.
Monty 11/27/23. # 1,865