A Cloud Of Cremation Poem by douglas lewis

A Cloud Of Cremation



Ancient crafts
With steepled pyres
That flame and float
On waters coloured.
Their free at last.
Let us pray.
Those wisps of souls
In transcend greys.

Thursday, August 2, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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