PREVOD: Luna: Pashuputinath

I'm entering a passage
Of a closure

Men with warmth in their eyes
And respectful movements
Prepare the pyre
Onto which they lay
The body, wrapped in white

(An overwhelming contrast
To life and the city)

The last spark

(In front of the motley crowd, sitting
On the opposite shore)

Turns the remains
Into dust
Smoke crawls in each
And every pore
Of this sacred city
And so does the peace

Which I gratefully take with me

Aleksandra Kocmut - Kerstin

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