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Poem: Do Not Bury Me 

Last Updated: 03/01/2018 9:16 am
Do not bury me:
Set my body beside the tree on the hill
Where fireflies light summer nights
Wherever that might be—turn my head
let my eyes look east on the rising sun
That reaches us from Europe.

Burn my cabin down with all of my books
Because I know they do not hold anything
If I have not given you peace now
Or some other lasting thought
It is not worth it to try harder
When I can rest and sleep.

The birds should sing as the sun sets—
Leave me there to enjoy the night
I will wander under the starlight
And I will rise when the sun touches my body
And warmth will hold me maybe more
Then warmth ever held me in life

Trust my soul to the land
give my body to the scavengers
And every morning I will see yellow light
And every evening I will see the reds and purples
My breadth will be the breeze or gale force winds
blowing blowing through me.

Lie my body on a stone and don’t think of me
Don’t think of my work or my spent time
Or consider yourself a steward of me
No one else will because memory is lonely
And lonely thoughts have no place in you—
Not while I rest under my tree
and on our hill.

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