When I Die

By frileyma

I will move through
Water
I will move through
Sky
I will move
Into
Over
and
Around

I will move on
and
On

I will be ashes flying
Forward
Forever
I will swirl and surrender
To wind and her whim
I will be what was
What is

I will be singing
Aching
Breathing
Smiling
Broken me
Being

Softly
I still am
Now
and
Then

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Published on Wednesday, May 27, 2009. Filed under: "Poetry"

Awards

January 20th, 2015

Comments on "When I Die"

A former member wrote: As will I now and again. It reminds me of a marriage vow.
On Tuesday, January 20, 2015, Nimue44 (289) wrote:

Soothing. Willows made of pillows, satin stardust. Beautiful.
On Tuesday, January 20, 2015, Uley Bone (25) wrote:

Nicely done, and congrats on getting poem of the day.
A former member wrote: This work made me feel all peaceful about death. A wierd feeling. But this was a great work I rather enjoyed it
On Wednesday, May 27, 2009, Enough (17) wrote:

Amazing...Great write
On Wednesday, May 27, 2009, melodies revisited (30) wrote:

Such a peaceful aspect to Death, love. It is one I wish others would take on my death, though I doubt that will happen. Anyways... Nice write and very well constructed. ~Melodies