Throw me

Throw me to the wind

my beautiful ones;

throw me far and throw me near,

so that I may find my place

among the winds and the land

from whence I came.


Throw me with tears

and throw me with smiles

for all that I have been

and all that I have given and taken

in this interlude that is life.


Throw me out to nature’s breath

and among its watery grave

that takes me whole and holds me

distilled forever in its arms.


Throw me my lovelies,

throw me hard,

and do not hold back.