The flames of fire are the claws that devour the painless body. Nothing remains in the end, just the ashes, that drift astray...
This and the other blog entry are so interesting diby. The ask for more. As they stand I'm not sure they really make a complete statement, but they do seem like fragments toward a more comprehensive piece. Welcome to the blogs section, by the way.
Many thanks for your comment and greetings, Virgil! That's so kind of you. It is not a fragment, but I wanted it to be in this form, leaving the rest with ellipses, so as to leave the reader to ponder on the imageries portrayed by this poem.