Because fire does not die

I discovered a text on Tumblr, it's anonymous, but I really like it. I don't know if it's religious or not, but the words and the feelings behind them are just beautiful.

"A world marches to the place where you were going, sister.

The songs of your mouth advance each day in the mouths of the glorious people that you loved.

Your heart was brave.

In the old kitchens of you country, on the dusty roads, something is said and passes on, something returns to the flame of your golden people, something awakes and sings.

There are your people, sister : those who today speak your name, we who from everywhere, from the water and the land, with your name leave unspoken and speak other names.

Because fire does not die."