However clear the light

However clear the light

The night ahead is shrouded.

Darkness draws closer

By the second,

Questions of insight

Delusions of endurance

The accident of bravery.

Imperfect spirits

Dance before my eyes

Never still enough

To identify.

A spritely flame

Against the velvet

Uneasy shadows held

Just beyond the scope

Of my extension.

Much to their chagrin,

Although

Nothing is as certain

As impermanence.

Oft times

Disconnection

Is a troubling companion

Driving a wedge

Between imagery

And solid air.

In truth

To have any chance

Of making progress

Beyond this internal

Meditation,

I may have to give up

Your ghost.