shifting with the winds

when he summoned the ghosts
he never expected to find his own mother 
in that mist of shadows shifting with the wind 
which came out of nowhere. 
he reached out, 
shaking as he silently cried, 
to embrace that ghost, 
but he found no flesh nor blood nor bone, ‘
closing his eyes he swam back in timeand reached his home
in his mind, he saw his mother 
thinking how she once she gathered her purse,
looked around, but did not see him. 
she sobbed and cried, where are you, my son?

“son and mother, lost from each other, unaware who is the ghost”


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