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    Burial Poles

    Place me in a tree bough,
    to rest my weary bones,
    Let the wind and sun free me,
    from all my flesh and bone,
    Over me the sun and moon,
    traverse a steel blue sky,
    Now find a hollowed termite tree,
    where my ghost bones will reside,
    Carve and paint wood lovingly,
    a reminder of my essence,
    Take me home inside the trunk,
    and dream me home to heaven,
    From the land I came,
    Now I come home again,
    Red dirt,
    wild wood,
    white bone,