She who gave Life, the Holy Mother
The Seer without Sight
The Dreamer without Doubt
I let Her down; again
With years passing
The innocense kept on digging
Digging deeper; a skyscraper inverted
A prodigal son
Lost in a fire burning fierce
A fire burning, burning without
tears
The Mother calling, expecting
Their eyes closed; wondering
The pyre smoldering
Ember dying
Slowly
