As I lie on this final pyre of life high,
Atop scented logs burning, that sigh,
Agni,the fire god great,cleansing me truly,
Asks,how was your life my Son? so kindly.
Askance,through the walls of fire,I look,
At your gentle face, of deep sadness a book,
Avowed to be bound,in grieving heat shimmered,
And Answer, O lord, you burned inside me great,
Also in my loved one,guiding our fiery paths of fate.
Aflame and lit by you was it,In knowledge supreme,
All we did was fly, like moths to the inferno serene,
Aiming at this blaze final,meant always, in your divinity.
Alas now my time ends,I know but its your flame eternal,
Always uniting,bonding our love, burning bright together.
Amidst now your flaming graces, I Thank you,as me you gather,
Aching in this lovely embrace, for my alter love,to meet in future farther!