Ash

Scatter me to the wind

like ash

For I long

to finally be

part of everything

Nothing held back

deep within

Wanting and wishing

for every impossible thing

Freedom

I now see lies in this

That my being be returned to ash

so to honour

its spiritual wander lust

The desire for flight and air

got sacrificed

when gravity tied me

to the heavy ground

When individuality

betrayed itself

for counterfeit love

impossible to realise

And so

at least for now

I would

far

rather be

scattered

on the wind

like

ash