Phantom Spirit

By the light of the moon 
I have risen it seems 
To the realm of the stars 
Far above the souls' prison 
Disappearing into a silent limbo 
I who could hear any whisper 
In the world 
Through winds and rains 
Whispers that spread 
Beyond the dreaming spires 
Of other worlds 
My spirit shipped 
The bonds of tree and lake 
To ride upon the solar wind 
To return by nightfall 
As the first shadow of dusk 
Doomed to walk between 
The dark and light 
An ancient ghost 
Of death and night