Ghost songs...

Of what and where

Out of the ashes
And onto the bridge
Sky the horizon
Beyond of the ridge

Where of the world cloud
To see of the light
Where in the hazement
To see black from white

Words may be whispered
And signs may be seen
Illusions pull outward
Just part of the screen

What is real inward
Beknownst it now well
Let go of the ghost songs
Truth makes into hell

Guidance of solace
For thunder and rain
Real is within of
The slightest of grain

Take your now soul song
Renewed and of old
Be in the world strong
Through which of the fold

Fury as wordless
And stars into dust
Be in the center
Turn may into must

What in you chiming
Will save you the end
Read past the rhyming
In truth to ascend