If I die now
Plant my body with a maple
Let my ashes be the leaves
So they blow away in autumn
Scattering for miles across the dried grass
And let the blood that once ran through my veins
Puddle around your pancakes for breakfast
So you can taste me each morning
Forget the casket and the tomb
And the dreary local funeral
Let the tree fall when it’s time
And be sawed to dust
Burn it again with the black clothes you never wore
Roast white puffy marshmallows
Stuck between crumby golden crackers
And eat them over my long-gone remains
When the fire dies
Nature can fill the pit
Let lillies and roses grow
Or ferns and dandelion weeds
I won’t mind much either way
Return me back to earth
And just as life began
It will end
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