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 CC Attribution-Non-Commercial-Share-Alike...