They say
the ghosts we meet in dreams
are dead things from our pasts.
I believe that
but I also believe in ghosts.
Because physicality
is not the only reality
just as the present is not the only reality.
This makes dream interpretation difficult.
When my dead mother
comes to me in a dream,
I wake and wonder:
"Was that my mother
truly visiting me
from that other world?
Or was it some old thought of her?"
Same goes when
I visit a house
reputed to be haunted:
Have others truly seen ghosts here?
Or is this place a culmination
of all our wishes
to touch the lost, the past, the dead?"
I heard a ghost once
two of them actually.
It was early morning.
I had awakened from sleep.
And they were quite angry at me.
Perhaps because light
and the present
so often
push darkness
and the past
away.
