I see, curious, you do not comprehend, until you should.
I hear, no faint whisper, a choirs baritone. More.
Turning gravity around, the glaring loved one, repeated.
Mother greets her kin, warm embrace, holding, struggling.
I cry, piercing wails reaching out.
Mother holds, father bows
imprisoned.
For the soil can not take flight.
mothers tender wrath, never loosening.
imbalance, silence, tranquility
Eternity
My skin is a blister.
She caresses my flames
I disappear between her fingers.
The ashes float like snow to the ground, where they melt, or burn, or both.
