Ash

So keen on dying so I may live

Murdering my self every moment

Freely attending my own cremation

Blowing the ashes in the river

Being carried away

I am everywhere.

White and grey and black

Only ash is left

Eaten by the fire

The heat has cooled me down

Only the wind can catch me

Carry me through the sky

Going north and south and east and west

No one can find me but me.