POEM: Ghost in Love

He left this world, 

But he didn’t make it to the other world. 

He was stuck between earth and heaven. 

Love is what kept him chained to this world and it wouldn’t set him free. 

He loved a woman on this earth, 

But she didn’t know about his love. 

She didn’t see him. 

She didn’t hear him. 

She didn’t know he existed. 

When he thought it was his time to leave, the bright light did not open in front of him. 

Angels did not call him. 

Instead, darkness lay ahead, 

And his steps wouldn’t follow it. 

His spirit came back. 

He needed to find his closure before he could leave this world for good. 

He wandered on earth aimlessly. 

How could he find his way to complete his journey? 

What could he do to open up the bright light 

And let the angels know 

That he was ready to pass through the two worlds? 

He had unfinished business to take care of in this world first. 

But now that he was in another dimension, 

It wasn’t that simple. 

He had to find a way to reach her heart. 

But he could never do that when he was alive. 

How could he do that now when he was dead? 

Spirits from the other side can’t talk to us on this side. 

Unless they find a bridge to come back. 

His bridge was her dreams. 

The only way he could reach her heart 

Was to visit her in her dreams. 

A vision to him, a dream to her. 

He would go to her sanctuary at night. 

At night to her, at eternity to him. 

The night was in her world of the living. 

But the eternity was in his world of the dead. 

He gently entered her dream realm. 

There she was, seeing him now. 

I love you. I always have. I always will. 

And now she knew. 

Now she could hear him. 

He finally found his peace. 

The bright light opened up. 

The angels called his name. 

He could complete his journey to the other side. 

He was no longer a ghost stuck in between worlds, 

But a dear memory to those who loved him on this earth.

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From my book of poetry Sunset in Toronto, page 51.