Arial Burial

take my ashes throw them to the wind where they may be spirited away taken places randomly took take a look and see where the rambling winds have taken me from here to Timbuktu i blew in on a noreaster but further south i was being sucked up by a French maid's vacuum which whom i simply replied c'est la vie but part of me went straight to the stratosphere and landed me on a snowflake at Everest's peak where i would never melt and meld back into life's stream yet another ash oppositly in Egypt found fellowship with the ka of a milk bathed beauty who said she knew me in another life time but then time and time again mostly my scattered ashes touched down as if one small step for man and landed a piece of me so peacefully in seemingly every day places placing me in ashtrays and even on my Muse's car windshield but before she could use her fluid and wipers up ran a man with a dirty water bucket and spit while wielding as he held it a squeegee hammer as if to attack her window she screamed not knowing not or giving a rat's ash about me she realized that she had though i had no change