Rites of Propiation I

The Dead are every where
Disembodied
They haunt the world
looking for people they knew.

Remember them kindly,
That once they were flesh like you
Think of them, the kindnesses they did
Once they to loved and were loved
They were friends, lovers, partners

and by rememberance give them peace
and rest and comfort.

That they exist in the memory of others.

Very much a work in progress