Ash is softer. Ash is better.
Begin with explosions:
surprise attack, beneath my feet
my hillside self-destructs,
terror non firma, chaos and boulders.
Fumes and fear. Ashes are softer.
My burning lifts me
shakes me, drops me, falling, falling,
head down for the choking.
Soft ash is softer. Cool ash is better.
Cover my head
rest me in ashes.
When no more ash falls
rest me in peace.
