Anima

With you tonight, the candles burn tonight

Petals line the path, where memories take flight

The veil is thin, they're calling back to life

On this sacred night, the spirits rise

The marigolds are blooming, their scent fills the air

We gather by the altar, with love and with care

Pictures in the frames, a glimpse of who they were

And through the smoke and fire, their voices softly stir

The offerings are waiting, pan de muerto by their side

A feast for those who left us, now walking with the tide