Ghost Ship

On the night of December 2, a fire broke out in a warehouse-cum-art-studio space that was hosting a party at the time. Over a hundred people were there. As of the last I heard, the known death count had reached 30, with more than half the building left to search.

A friend of mine lost friends in that fire. I grieve with my friend.

Since I was writing threnoi anyway (on which more later), I was asked by another friend to write something for the Ghost Ship dead. Here it is.

A Threnos for the Ghost Ship Dead

Let it be known
Let it be known
To mortals and gods
That the Ghost Ship dancers are dead
Their names are many
But they reached for the ecstatic
And they died in flames
May their journey be swift and sure
May they pass lightly
From the mystery of life
To the mystery of death

May the pain and fear
Of their final moments
Be washed away by Lethe
May the joy of the dance
Remain with them
As they go their way
Wherever they may go
May their journey be swift and sure
May they pass lightly
From the mystery of life
To the mystery of death

May they walk in golden lands
Or feast in golden halls
May they find what end
Calls to their deepest soul
May comfort and compassion
Be theirs for all time
May they know ecstasy in death
May their journey be swift and sure
May they pass lightly
From the mystery of life
To the mystery of death

Let their souls reach
The pinnacle of their potential
Let any judge pass them through
Let all doors and gates be open
To these dancers and revelers
May all gods be kind to them
And may peace be with them now
May their journey be swift and sure
May they pass lightly
From the mystery of life
To the mystery of death

May the Ghost Ship Dead
Dance forever as their ship
Carries them beyond the horizon
And into the Utter West
May it sail in soothing darkness
And in clean cool air
Across calm waters
May their journey be swift and sure
May they pass lightly
From the mystery of life
To the mystery of death

Rebecca Lynn Scott, 2016
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