Live, Die...then Live Again

Life is a journey, a struggle
And a quest for meaning and purpose
Ever flowing like a river
Always moving forward
Like time
That keeps the journal
Of the ticks and moments
Of my happiness and pains

While life moves on
Death makes a countdown of his own
He awaits
Like a sea of barren sand
Waiting patiently
Like an irresistible destiny

Then death he comes
He steals my body
And sets my spirit free...

My body is now a fritter
Who wants to find its place
Not in a gallow, not in a grave
But in a garden
Where it can take its rest.

Burning the body could not bring
The spirit to ashes
For in time, the spirit will come
To find a brand new psyche
And he will thrive again.

When I die
I'd like to be cremated
With my ashes poured
On top of a mountain
Overlooking the sea.

I'd like to live again as a wildflower
Staring at the ocean
Bathing the sunlight
Feeling the frozen moonbeams
And dancing with the silent music
Of the mountain breeze
Day after day, night after night
Till all my days have gone.

And I will bring forth seeds
That I will grow to keep me company.

Together we will produce
A carpet of flowers
To make this part of the mountain
A natural eternal garden
Bringing beauty, life and color
To the world that was
The Inspiration of my soul

And I shall live forever.