Ghost of my Past

As the dawn approaches I descend 
Down to the river, 
The air moist and cold as I shiver. 
The time has dawned for me to say 
Farewell to a life that I thought would last, 
To the love of my life, the ghost of my past. 
One last time I remember you, 
And the love that I have for you. 
The imperfect love that belonged to the 
The perfect son, the perfect friend, 
the perfect lover. 
I indulged in one final look as I lay 
My treasures in this woven bamboo coffin,
I watched as my memories are swept 
Away by the angry, white currents. 
For today I no longer wept 
As the sun rose this glorious morning  
I bid farewell to the ghost of my past, 
And I look forward to this new life 
That was born today at dawn.