Ghosts
They come in dreams. The only place they can live is in my memory. Once they were people, now they have become shadows. Their appearances are impermanent, their world is illusory. They are hostages of my peace.
They come in dreams. The only place they can live is in my memory. Once they were people, now they have become shadows. Their appearances are impermanent, their world is illusory. They are hostages of my peace.