Oh, when I am finally free of this earthly domain, my soul loose to join the ether, and rarified air. Amongst the trees, the earth, the animals, you will find me there.

The molecules that made me have exploded. Allowing me to do in death, what in life, I could never dream, nor dare.

Here there is no darkness. Only the all-consuming light of love dwells, and there is no despair.

In life, I was the little one, who conversed with the wind. Now, I am the wind. And, it is me. In unison with it, I am now, air.

So when you miss me, or feel most alone, go outside. Close your eyes. Let the breeze touch your face, and know that I am there. For, the molecules that make us, never die. They just transform.