Part of time

Throw my ashes to the wind

And let them blow at will.

Twirling and whirling with each gust,

They never will be still.


Some fall upon a blade of grass

And some fall out to sea.

All the shackles of life will come and go,

I’m free, I’m free, I’m free.


See me on a spider’s web

Blowing in the breeze,

See me on the church pews

When you are on your knees.


I’m here, I’m there, I’m all around.

Oh no, I’m not that shy,

It was a lovely, lovely life,

Now I’m halfway to the sky.


One speck may fall upon a rose.

Then mixed with dewdrops fine,

It’s picked by you – and I shall say,

It’s me – I’m part of time.



Andrea Jackson The Holistic Celebrant

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