So we drank the sympathy,

I placed his body in a shell.

Bathed in the cool liquid,

On the face you could not see,

That he had gone thru hell.

And on my altar I

Did leave a single candle there

It burned for sixty days

I watched and prayed

On my knees.

One day the sun rose and

The people danced upon the square.

We wore our white dresses

And flowers left easily

And juniper.

We held our hands like him and her.

I bore the bright branches

And caught a murmur on the waves

I saw the light shimmer

Upon his golden armour

Before he went.

Away .

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