The Crossing by Toni Newell

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The sky was turning darker
Minutes quickly passing by
As stars began to twinkle
In the fading lost light sky.

Void moon increases darkness
Sleeping humans in their bed
The drop into their body
Is swift but not widespread.

Spirits come out dancing
The crossing has been made
And there within the darkness
The spirits do invade.

A body borrowed for the night
Instead of floating free
The spirits take possession
But not for eternity.

Then early in the morning
Before it is daylight
The reversal begins
Spirits take their flight.

Bodies dispossessed
And unaware of all
Life continues on
Until spirits once more call.

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