Scattered Ashes

Let it die
in the glorious light of the fading sunset.

Lay it down
on the deck of the boat where you caught all those fish.

"Now we're here,"
says the man on the board with the oar and the paddles

Ashes, ash
and a few clinking teeth in the water below.

"We have come
to this fast moving stream here to scatter these relics.

"To reflect
on the life once contained in this dust."

-says the man,
As he opens the box, tips and empties the contents

and the wind
blows away the remains of a someone we love.