I thought this has an affinity to 'Lallji My Desire' on poetBay's front page.

For those who don't know, 'passing through the fire' is the expression used for the passage of the spirit after cremation on a Pyre.



ETERNAL LOVE

I concentrated,
Intently,
On her every word
The blink of her eye,
The turn of her head,
And her hand touching
Her glorious hair.
And every sound she made
Floated joyously
Like tiny white feathers
That never landed
Never attenuated
Could never be lost.


She was embedded
Forever in my mind:
Never to be forgotten


But there came a moment
When I turned my head
I know not why
And I was consumed
By the mounting pyre.
The spectacle of wood
Stacked purposefully,
Rhythmically.
My stomach lurched,
I felt the heat and flame.
She called out my name.


I was someone else
She was eradicable.
She was unchangeable.


Save she had passed through the fire.







Allen Ansell 2021




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Written on 2022-01-06 at 00:04

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Uncle Meridian The PoetBay support member heart!
I value the cadence, resolute and careful at the same time. Measured without being metronomic.

A powerful poem!
2022-01-06