i carried you in heavy thoughts
and put your bones inside a box
i say all this to say what's true:
our bodies die before we do
i trust that even though we age
the time we have will set the stage
for when our minds take up their flight
to see the sun and touch its light
the weight of you inside my head
will turn to ash's heat instead
and only warmth will then remain
our souls alive, our bodies slain