Past-Present-Future, Rescue Strategy OR Living With Ghosts

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Time itself heals nothing. Gradually, though, happy memories become even more precious, help sustain us in our loss, encourage and inspire us to get on with our lives.

There is no feeling more inspiring than love, in all its forms. Sadly, for every human spirit emanating love, there is a global consciousness that has missed out on some if not all of it.

PAST-PRESENT-FUTURE, RESCUE STRATEGY or LIVING WITH GHOSTS 

I glimpsed a ghost

in spring leaves,

a fragile thing, flickering

with loss and pain

till joy, its brighter light.

bursts through - winter, woods
 alive again

I glimpsed a ghost

in summer leaves

a bold thing, enjoying

no finer freedom

than hope, a brighter light

bursting through - greenwoods
strong again

I glimpsed a ghost

in autumn leaves,

such a pretty thing, high

on colourful passions

like home fires acting out

lmuch like the mummers of old 

in a play

I glimpsed a ghost

in winter snow,

a sad thing, its sorrow

shining through…

Yet love, a brighter light,

acting the Guardian, watching
over our graves

Copyright R N Taber 2007, 2019

[Note: An earlier version of this poem appears in Accomplices To Illusion, by R. N. Taber, Assembly Books, 2007]