Ash

Burn me,
Turn me to ash.
It's ash that comes after fire,
This fire that smote me,
The fire that engulfed all that was good,
The fire that left behind acrid tears and burning insides.

The vengeful fire is gone now,
All that remain are the ashes,
Dark, repellent, pungent,useless,
Unclaimed and unneeded.

Do for me now what you couldn't do for me in life,
Give me peace and freedom.

Pick up the ashes carefully,
Let none cling to your hand.

Spill each inconsequential speck into the wind,
Let each particle spread far and wide.

Spill them high, very high!
Let them fall apart.

Spill the ashes in the wind,
Let them find no resting place.

Spill the ashes with a shake,
Let them not connect to each other.

Spill the ashes violently,
Let no traces of me remain.

Spill the ashes into the wilderness,
Let them touch nothing and no one.

Spill the ashes,
Let no trace of life remain.

Spill the ashes,
Let the futility of this life be reflected.

Burn me and
Spill the ashes..........