Sky burial is a sacred Tibetan ritual where the body is returned to nature, offered to birds of prey as an act of release and renewal.
They say it frees the soul.
But grief isn’t so easily lifted.
Sky Burial
Eclipse
From my new poetry collection Small Rituals. Available on Amazon – Books via this link
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Obon Rain
for the ones who still wait
The rain begins slowly—
drumming
on stone markers.
I light a stick of incense.
It curls
like something trying to stay.
Even the cicadas
have fallen quiet.
A child’s sandal
drifts
down the flooded path.
Ryan Stone
Kintsugi Morning
The bowl is still cracked,
but gold glints
in early light.
Steam from the tea
rises—
a soft unravelling.
Outside, the plum tree
shakes off
a single blossom.
You are nowhere,
and still
I pour two cups.
Ryan Stone
days of stone 