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Ashes of My Son
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Immortal As we tossed his ashes into
the sea..
the wind came onto
the quay
and into our mouths
she blew
a few
as she blew others
away
which might have
made us
unwitting cannibals
had we not thought
that he was such a holy man
.. it was instead
a communion gray
upon the seagirt quay..
he wanted no carved script
engraved in mausoleum's crypt
for he knew the body
to be a prison
of Infinite Spirit
