Cemetery lights

Cemetery lights shine down
showing radiant possibility's frozen time
thinks of energy blind to human sight
touches our senses in a peculiar way
seeing through to the other side

a dogs sense is keen you know when
you know what they mean
what does a dog say
he barks spook-ally
at memory non physical things
only tum stones grass and trees
with the dead buried beneath
row after row far as the eye can see
the sun comes out to revile other depths
shades we pant dark
how ever we decide
light just behind the clouds
a perfect moment presents
its self

there are people over there
like a mirror in my mind
i do not look
nor do i try
never did i see
non importance too me
the theme of todays
translucent dream
as real as distant
when you know
what they mean
spirits mockery
just a poor imitation
pretending they are the same
gods creation as one
death and life on equal plains...