Why Are There Ghosts?
If our loved ones are in heaven how can this be?
Why Are There Ghosts?
If heaven waits beyond the sky,
Why do shadows still appear?
Why do whispers cross the dark,
And stir the hearts that carry fear?
If every soul has found its place,
Beyond the reach of pain and time,
Why do stories still remain,
Of distant voices and signs?
Perhaps not all is ours to know,
No simple answer stands alone,
The world still holds its mysteries,
Some seeds of truth remain unsown.
And evil walks where kindness lives,
A choice that’s made from day to day,
For every light that seeks to shine,
A darker path can lead astray.
The heart can build, the heart can break,
The hand can heal, the hand can harm,
Within the same human soul,
Lives comfort and lives alarm.
Yet goodness rises through the years,
In every act of selfless care,
A reminder that despite the dark,
There is still hope waiting there.
Perhaps the ghosts are memories,
Love refusing to let go,
Or traces left upon the world,
By those we used to know.
If heaven’s real, it changes nothing,
About the choices people make,
The battle between wrong and right,
Still follows every path we take.
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