The heat sucked life out of her body
her skin felt strangely numb
lungs full of heavy heat.
a desperate need to keep focused
as her whole body succumbed to fatigue.
So this is India.
Can death be this simple?
Lost in the mountains, our voices call out
The sky is dark, lit by a million stars.
We cease to care if anyone finds us.
On the Ganges,
boats made of banana leaves,
with tiny tea lights
bounce on the waves.
Taking the souls of loved ones
to a secret destination.