COSMIC ASHES

Yesterday I was dead and today I’m alive. My ashes were trapped, locked within an earthly urn, unable to escape the walls of fear and despair of my confinement; unable to escape the phantoms of my past lives. But when I awoke this morning, some omnipotent power from the soul of my ashes had freed me from those confining walls and now I am free. So, what next?

I now find that the wind is carrying my ashes through skies of freedom that blow over land and sea, traveling to lands that are both known and unknown to the minds of man. Perhaps my ashes will land on the wings of an eagle and I will spend my rebirth as a wanderlust. As a time traveler, I will be resurrected again and again on the whispers of the wind, and seeds of repeated conceptions will take flight and be beholden only to the winds of time.

Past reincarnations can now be born again since my ashes are no longer hidden from sunlight and breezes and the songs of the birds. My spirit is now free and is liberated from the forces that constrain the physical presence of the human body and its spirit on earth.

I am now released from my tomb of imprisonment. My journey through the terrestrial world has ended and the winds have dispersed my cremated remains to the ashes of time.