New Flesh and Frame, Same Feeling Heart
Pray hearken, Fire, to my life’s fervent urge:
Kindle thine all-consuming power, red hue,
Burn up her mortal dross sans residue,
That she into base elements can merge;
Scorch all her pains that she suffers no more,
All stumbling stones irking like an old wart,
All sufferings failing to heal her heart,
Which may live on and just as was before
That she retains, and ever tender green,
The vestiges of her earnest desire
To love me, her heaving heart’s fragrant fire
For me; and let the rest all burn off clean.
This done let her wake, a fresh life to start,
New flesh and form, and a young feeling heart.
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Sonnets | 05.12.08 |
Poet's note: Here is a man in ardent love with his wife who has just died. She has to be cremated so that a new life is created. He is requesting Fire on a burning pyre to scorch off all of her mortal body, all her pains, except her loving heart.
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