Beyond Glass <br /> <br />Warm and pleasant we shelter <br />on this side of the glass <br />Yet just the other side of a window <br />the dark night holds the past <br />laden with its memories and separates <br />we the living from those <br />familiar ghosts of our past <br /> <br />Spirits have traveled to the other side <br />entering realms we can’t fathom <br />for all though we may try <br />We know them now only by memory <br />held fast in our hearts <br />Through the glass darkly, <br />nonetheless near present <br />we may sense their essence <br /> <br />Ancestral traditions <br />will burn brightly through the season <br />Our blending heritages <br />the girdling gifts of many marriages <br />Theirs are the true Spirits <br />stirring our Christmas celebrations <br />Beholden to and blessed by <br />all who have passed <br />Beyond those thin panes <br />of winter frosted window glass<br /><br />Mary Havran<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/haunted-poem-refuses-to-index-on-site/
