Written by IBRAHIM HONJO You bridged the soul of the stars with death.
Petrified before transience,
your transplant into nothing,
I received as a drop of time.
Blue silence has the anchor of eternity.
You were a man -
little,
ordinary.
The fires have been burning you for years.
You started life out of stone,
water,
roads and trees,
and ended up in black ash
with long bridging.