And song goes up in flame;
The body returns in ashes
To the ashes whence it came.
Out of things it rises,
And laughs, and loves, and sings;
Slowly it subsides
Into the char of things.
Yet a voice soars above it -
Love is the great and strong:
The best of us forever
Escapes, in love and song.
John Hall Wheelock
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