willyweed

beyond the garden wall

Look I saw them right out there

Right out there in blackness of the night

 

Beyond where those deep shadows fall

There out in the little graveyard

 

Out there just beyond the garden wall

Those spirits here don’t rest in peace

 

 Why no not all they are to have them

They are here to a spirits Ball!

 

A spirits celebration of a glorious delight

Spirits celebrating glowing in the night

 

These Graceful dead are not resting here

You see there the glimpse glowing effervescence light

 

Soaring free spirits of the children with delight

Spirits bathing in the glory of the sacred

Spirit Children of the Fathers

 

There amid the headstones of the graves

That hold their Human frames

 A tiny gilded captive cage

 

 That held their Gods spark spirit captive until spiritratrow fled when fell open long years ago in shadows

to have a spirit ball

 

 Out in the little graveyard after the night falls

Celebrate the spirits at the

 

 CHILD OF GOD BALL

For they are there I saw them there

Beyond the garden way

 Beyond shadows

 Fall