(double inverted nonet)


see
the clouds
without form
all wander free
Heaven must be thus
looking over our world
waxing and waning at will
souls and clouds mingling in freedom
while beneath we mourn the departed

the casket which seals and encloses
achieves not its declared purpose
although marking end of life
it comes on scene too late
the soul has been loosed
what remains there
shut inside
is but
clay