each press of char and bone 
against divine skin 
the pool of ash yet warm 
your hands seeking unity 
until they are caked in it 
gathering the remnants of body 
like single notes into harmonic one 
the light still shining down 
burning with the fire of spent worlds 
of planets singed by Titanic suns 
life destroyed, all destroyed 
save the heart unremitting 
you heal the melodies 
your lips buzzing fire and stinging bees 
prophecy and katharmos 
your fingers numerous as rivers 
burying what Ananke ordains 
filled with abiding compassion


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