In unfathomable swathes of dark do move
Scenes of the world without, fog frost obscured
In time, the arbiter of all activities, foreign
Bodies dislodged and disinterred from safety,
The spirits wandering in unholy curiousity.
A soul just separated from the host body
Roams at the obeyance of whims unknown,
Unidentifiable, one flickering point amidst myriads,
Possibility of absorption into the manifold many
Ever present, always pressing, threat without jest.