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Against the sky flickers a solemn farewell

For the dawn will arrive and my ashes will stir in the morning's breath

Firelight gleams on my bones like the serpent's crystalline eye

Then the light of the sun reappears, greeting waters cascading below

Down the Mingo Run, though this water so sweet

Down the Buffalo to the Ohio with currents to channel me deep

Over falls so high to the greatest of streams

Carry all I have done to the place where the mingling waters will meet