faces everywhere

Faces in the flowers, faces in the trees,
All these Beautiful faces looking back at me.
Faces in the sticks and leaves upon the ground,
Even in the shadows scattered all around.
Faces in reflections on a quiet lake,
I'm lost in all the memories with all their give and take.
No matter where l look,
No matter where l stand,
I see faces in the rocks and faces in the sand.
Not sure how to feel or even make of this,
Are they ghosts of forgotten past or future heavens bliss ?