Gosts exist only in the imagination. They are an illusion of the mind, a bizarre creation of the imagination. Yet every time I go to the wetlands of Caddo Lake in Texas, I have the impression of seeing dozens of ghostly shapes walking on the water where the light appears to be a dog or wolf.
If I take the time to study the Caddo Lake Cypresses when dusk comes, I perceive a vision of supernatural beings slowly arising out of the swamps to silently walk towards me. The Spanish moss growing on the branches of the trees further accentuates this phantasmagorical effect.
The ghosts of the Caddo Lake Marshes evoke the past for me. They are a metaphor for my memories and my fears. Yet I have overcome many obstacles and I sometimes have taken long paths to achieve the ambitious goals I had set for myself.
For me, these ghosts also represent my freedom that is so dear to me. It's as if they were trying to get out of a place that imprisons them so that they can embark new adventures in the world. Looking at them, I continue to experience an impression of the pleasure of independence and fresh vigor.
Caddo Lake swamp ghosts resemble to my life. They walk slowly, without any chain or hindrance, but in serenity and calm to discover absolute freedom.
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