Eidolon

When I am dead, bury me not

Scatter my ash across the land

And in the streams and rivers

So I may travel upon the wind

And wander to strange places

And be part of all that yet lives

When I am dead, bury me not

As you will a dog or other varmint

I am not the kind to stay still,

For the earth is not my home

When I am dead, bury me not

For in life I have lived like a bird

Flying the skies with careless abandon

In death, I wish not to stay still

But to carry on as always.