A shadow, a ghost...

A shadow, a ghost,
Or the truth that I fear the most?
Or just a pause - anodyne and nice?
Or a somersault, changing destinies in a trice?
I look at the sunset, or is it the sunrise I see?
The rays bedazzle, where the night’s meant to be!
I look beyond, and I lose the ‘me’ stifled within,
And I get rid of the voice that says “what would have been”!
Let me look at those weathered eyes
And touch the sun-kissed face,
Let me feel the heart that beats
With the familiar quivering pace.