Ghost Eternal

I rise
I try
I tire
I cry -
I close my eyes.
It is all over
Before it has begun.
Holding a handful of nothing
I can smell the incense burning,
Prayers for my soul are said
By someone in the distance,
And I am grateful.
The ghost eternal is open,
A cloud of substance
On the two-worlds border
Is washed in darkness,
It is time to move on...