The ghostly embers of life
A paranormal reprise,
Of a hauntingly following
Of my past memories through tearful eyes,
I am bewitched,
Yet I am scared,
Though still I am entranced,
I watch in amazement
At the requiem chant,
As I watch the dead dance
I feel blessed by this chance,
Yet the reflection of my life
Shows my fear and regret,
Of losing the light and the love of my spiritual existence.