There is something wild in the earth. Both living and dying
ask a blood sacrifice. I could easily choose
to step back that scattering of centuries and seek
mound burial — with the best white stallion
led down to go with me. I have had some
mastery of the flesh in my time and choose
to be buried standing.
from “On Burials” in All the Night Wings by Loren Eiseley
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