Under the wide blue sky <br />spread my ashes let them swirl <br />when it’s at its brightest hue, its brightest blue <br /> <br />and if wind or water whirl <br />what is left of me <br />over land and sea <br /> <br />then let heaven be my canopy <br />where I will be forever free <br />and not set in the dark earth <br /> <br />that impedes me <br />and in the shining sun, <br />the falling rain, the blowing wind <br /> <br />forever I will be <br />shattered to different places <br /> <br />l’Envoi <br />where gladly I will lie <br />while time passes by <br /> <br />until the Lord of host in dignity <br />again reconstructs me, brings me back <br />to another life.<br /><br />Gert Strydom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-requiem-3/
