Unloving the Memories of Ghosts
Once again, you're at the seashore
to empty the urn containing cremains
of burnt memories, & emotions. . You're
watching the wind ferry the last bit of what
should remain into oblivion. It's the
eighteenth day of unloving the evanescence
of ghosts. You've watch yourself break
into poem you write. You've watched
yourself become the opposite of joy.
Life's cruelty would always visit on days
when your heart begins to flutter.
But, today you choose you. You choose
to let everything go while you begin
another journey towards light. Dear child,
people would always morph into ghosts and
fade away. Consider them as placeholders
and accept their departure. Allow time chastise
the essence of everything. Today, step into the
mirror and catch your reflection, paint it with
the soft brushes of sunset. Untangle. Forget
to remember. Feel yourself. Move. Swim in this
cloud of waters, run into your peace. Now, breathe.
Written By: Joshua Effiong
Instrumental: Stillness by Austin Farwell