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.
