There's been a lot of death in the news, whether it be the shootings in a school in Brazil, the killings in New Zealand, or the natural disaster in Mozambique. This is not about those places although it comes from reflecting on such deaths, but it is a poem on death in a very symbolic and stylised way.
Requiem
Dark falls shadows, the fading of light
A candle is flickering, high in the tower
Pendulum beat marks out each hour
Sirius shining, the dog star of night
The lady is spinning, garment so white
Shroud for the burial, at hand is the hour
Dark falls shadows, the fading of light
A candle is flickering, high in the tower
Storm rages outside, flashes so bright
Crumbling away, lightening struck tower
There in ruins, grows a pasque flower
Mourning the dead, in funerary rite
Dark falls shadows, the fading of light
Dark falls shadows, the fading of light
A candle is flickering, high in the tower
Pendulum beat marks out each hour
Sirius shining, the dog star of night
The lady is spinning, garment so white
Shroud for the burial, at hand is the hour
Dark falls shadows, the fading of light
A candle is flickering, high in the tower
Storm rages outside, flashes so bright
Crumbling away, lightening struck tower
There in ruins, grows a pasque flower
Mourning the dead, in funerary rite
Dark falls shadows, the fading of light
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