Quiet Poetry Lounge : ascension to peace

In the Spirit of Sankofa and Peace and Love!

ascension to peace


i have been drawn out by fire
my ashes lay still
in a field of stalks and straw
all that has not burned
has been eaten or seared
into a hard-baked clay
and lies near a husk of corn

soon a brisk wind will come
and i will be scattered above
the mountains and the moths
where i will take the shape of stars
and ascend beyond the clouds

only then can i look back
at the smoke that drifts east
towards the horizon
and at that part of me
that lies near a husk of corn
and know for sure
i am not dead --
only risen




.......Welcome back TotalView and thanks for providing the total view of cremation...

 
In the Spirit of Sankofa and Update!

Cremation indeed. Sometimes it is necessary to burn off the old habits and past hurts in order to be born again and start anew.

Brother Clyde, thank you for leaving words and for the welcome back. It feels good to be home.



.......No problem TotalView, its a clean write and beautifully expressed...no way one can miss the meaning of gold being tried by the fire...Peace In my Friend and don't stay away so long:)

 

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