Monday, September 19, 2011

I Want to Belong to the Winds


When I no longer lie on this Earth
And must welcome death into my heart
I shall be taken to a hilltop,
My ashes spread into the four winds

I shall travel North,
North, to the Northiest part of the world
I will travel East
And West
Around the Earth and back again.
I shall travel South,
South beyond the Southern borders I was limited,
Beyond the fear of leaving I had in life.
I will travel as far as the winds can take me
Around and around,
The world my carousel

One man on a journey to find everything.
Careening, dipping, landing where the winds halt
Resuming when they have finished their business
One soul reminiscing on a life that never was

When my journey is over,
The four winds will return me to that hilltop
When that day comes,
I hope you will join me.
We can sit on that graveyard as long as you like.
Even forever.

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