Chasing Ghosts

I sat alone and watched
The empty sky
As the spirits flew
On the swirling breeze

I walked the rocky slopes
In the vacant dawn
The stillness chilled
The storm didn’t ease

I called your name
And it echoed back
From the valley wide
And time flew by

I prayed for peace
As the spirits watched
I tried to see
From way up high

But the days just passed on
And paths they multiplied
Dead ends, blind alleys and light
Always an empty hole

And how will it ever be ok?
How will the spirit ever be still?
The me will have to lose the I
Give a part to save the soul

Accept that this is all there is
Whatever comes is fine
There are no further steps
No more rungs out there

This is as good as it’ll be
Take it or you can leave it
A lightbulb moment it is
Its not my cross to bear

I chased the ghosts
Of unfulfilled promises
In eerie dreams
As rocks swayed in the mist

I wandered far
On the stony path
In low light zones
Where vipers hissed

I held back words
For way too long
Let things slide
Till the dams could burst

I wondered when
Did the sprits fly
When was that moment
When the soul was cursed