12) Dust

12) Dust
A smoldering fire,
Was blazing erect,
Aided by the windless night,
In the middle of darkness;
In the middle of darkness?

All around the fire,
Ghosts dancing in silent music
Their giant shadows falling,
In asymmetrical patterns;
In asymmetrical patterns?

Through the cracked earth,
Flow scenes from the past,
Broken dolls, burned papers
And rising in midst,
Dust of unrealized dreams.