Under The Starlit Skies

Burnt I my father, Saw I him burning all alone Under a godless universe, Standing still, Silent and speechless Away from the town, Away from human habitation Where there was none, None in the nearby, Just on the river-bed By its side The pyre was lit, The logs arranged And the dead body put into And the fire was given to, Lit into And the logs started burning The body burnt to ashes, fire and coal, The logs lay they With the clothes thrown off, Father went away, But his clothes saw I While coming to the hamlet again The earth mixed with the earth, The wind with the wind, The water with the water, The fire with the fire And the spirit with the spirit And remained it not anything else here To be called my own. To vanish into the five elements Which compose us Will return back to, Earth to earth, fire to fire, water to water, Wind to wind, spirit to spirit And everything will be gone, Is the truth of this life, human life.