Ghost Poem by John Prophet

Ghosts.
Spirits.
Adrift
the ether
flows.
Always.
Universal.
Energy,
mind
always
conserves.
Neither
created nor
destroyed.
Minds,
once were
are still.
Always!
Reformed
in a
different
realm.
Hills and
vale's the
energy
roams,
flows.
Listen
to hear.
Universal
spirit
everywhere.
All at
once.
Every time.
Reforms.
Relives.
Fresh.
Always
fresh and
new.
Storylines
good and
bad.
Learning
the reason
be.
Infinite
knowledge
at hand!