Joy leaps like fire from the hearth
Smoke rises this pile of bones
Eyes cloud with hope for heaven on earth

Funny with one fell sigh
How swift the showers commence
Embers to ebony

Rise but don’t scatter
Resurrection is so delicate
And I can’t do it on my own

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