Aug 18

Ashes to my ashen boy
Once you were gold
And now gray by the hearth
The red blood of its fire
And its tongues and its eyes
Then short life suspires

Ashes to my ashen boy
The world opens and shuts
Now it turns, now it’s still
Spoken words from creation
The soul is the breath
Then silence, its meditation

Ashes to my ashen boy
Clothes, ripped and torn
Rent and stained frocks
Grant me shriving
And lights for the dead
Then sleep for the living

Ashes to my ashen boy
Aureoles and glorianas
Revelations from below
Time past, time passes
Time now for baths
And then, the world’s vastness

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