You are gone my flame
Only blue water where you rest
Open air and drums
In your lungs
Quiet
Diamond the world waits watching
Until wind rustles your hair
Or dust made music
Strings angled and pulled stretched
Into your meaning
How you’ve not gone if needed
As your searching
Revealed searching
Forgotten lake beautiful
To say of you is
To say of you that
Is to say of love.

Analysis, meaning and summary of Stanley Gemmell's poem Ghost

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