Release The Ghost Poem by Juan Olivarez

Release the Ghost, into the skies,
Upward and outward, it invariably flies.

No more sorrow, and no more pain,
Only sunshine, and no more rain.

Into the infinite, beyond Earthly bounds,
No more stress of terrestrial sounds.

What is our destiny, what awaits beyond,
Those twinkling lights in that immense pond.

Release the Ghost, when the time is nye,
And to this world, say your goodbye.

8/7/14
ALTON TEXAS