Wraith

a wraith-like wisp and all alone
anonymous, withdrawn and unknown
flitting unseen, never does stay
from morning to evening every day

when at last night's curtain falls
vanishing then into the walls
which separate the endless flutter
of thoughts with wings from the clutter

of visions and feelings rushing in streams
filling space all around, so it seems
while passing unseen, unrecognized
a wraith in a dream waking surprised

on the brink of deep within
pulled by each atom's electrons, their spin
riding a current through eternity
beyond all the planets so happily

anonymous, withdrawn and unknown
a wraith-like wisp and all alone
moving about effortlessly
sometimes a wraith I want to be