Ritual 11

Who showed a grand way to live
And a manner of dying well,
Dare us to greater choices of freedom.
O flesh and blood of our race,
Whitelight and scarlet wounds,
Be close to our touch, to our music,
For empowerment in the solitude
Of the heart of the people's war.
May you live forever, Beloved
Beyond human memory that wavers
Like sunlight in the clouds.
And when ballad and bell are silent,
Be swift answer to prayer
Like a steadfast star.

poem by Francisco R. Albano
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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