A pyre burnt
day and night.
Who was it?
Of what name?
        A flood of shadows
        swirled around the mind,
        the pyre, fed by the oil of infidelity,
        burnt on, day after day.

The shadows waved,
were gulped by the fire.

She stood fixed.
Of a sudden
        long arms
        stretched out  
        and seized her
        and she gave herself 
        to flames. 

Who was it?
Who called?