Wednesday, April 25, 2012

My ashes

When I go back
to where I came from,
from ashes to ashes,
Dust to dust,
Will you please do this -
in the name of love:
Sprinkle me on blue ocean
Sprinkle me on green morning grass
Sprinkle me in old book stores
Sprinkle me in bustling farmers markets
Sprinkle me in open air art bazaars
For that is where beauty lives
Where life lives
And I'd like to remain beautiful after I die
I'd like to live on after I die
From ashes to ashes
Dust to dust

- Neha

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