Ghost world

Half here half beyond a stare in visions break 
A place fabric wears creations opposite side and face

Ones loved never lost spy pictures screening times seal 

No further the opposing side seen through sheets sheened in silk

 gathered ghosts view those who walk and talk still

    Soft voices hitch vibrations lent to sound,

                         Where Spirits roam , wait , and play around

Apparitions attempt to communicate beyond the divide
A souls touch melt barriers accused fabric and time

Heavens gate for the first lived then done
          welcomes all souls until the last one comes
Spirits guide man in unbreakable bonds 
From the first soul gone , now ,and so on