The red Of The Undying Soul

                  Why thou art sinking? O in red? Why?

                        That flow of red from fleshes bare;

                        How can thou art vanish without farewell?

                        So soon, where’s your body? That’s not fair!

                       Without adieu nor a promise to come back

                       From that unknown and untold ‘somewhere’...

                      I wait though here forever with my river of pearls

                      But a hope lies that I’ll join you too-   

                     Someday when my call from the Father comes.

                     And this I pray that my gleam may sparkle

                      When I can at least free you from your reddened temple,

                     And search for your lost pieces-

                    So that your last mortal may be burnt in the fire of peace

                   To enchant your anguished soul

                   And lead you to heaven where happiness will never cease.