27th August 2020

Safe within the confines of my temple
Built upon an Island of my choice,
I turn to face the groves of my childhood
Calling me loud with strident voice.

“Will you join the circle of your people
Side by side round mighty limbs?
Kneel upon the ground surrounding
And sacrifice with kith and kin?”

I stretch my apart out in sorrow
Knowing I fail in their behest,
But in due time mine smoldering ashes
With oak will merge and bring them rest.

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