The Best 7 Scattering Ashes Poem

The day will come when my body will lie upon a white sheet neatly tucked under four corners of a mattress located in a hospital; busily occupied with the living and the dying. At a certain moment a doctor will determine that my brain has ceased to function and that, for all intents and purposes, my life has stopped. When that happens, do not attempt to instill artificial life into my body by the use of a machine. And don't call this my deathbed. Let it be called the bed of life, and let my body be taken from it to help others lead fuller lives. Give my sight to the man who has never seen a sunrise, a baby's face or love in the eyes of a woman. Give my heart to a person whose own heart has caused nothing but endless days of pain. Give my blood to the teenager who was pulled from the wreckage of his car, so that he might live to see his grandchildren play. Give my kidneys to the one who depends on a machine to exist from week to week. Take my bones, every muscle, every fiber and nerve in my body and find a way to make a crippled child walk.Explore every corner of my brain. Take my cells, if necessary, and let them grow so that, someday a speechless boy will shout at the crack of a bat and a deaf girl will hear the sound of rain against her window. Burn what is left of me and scatter the ashes to the winds to help the flowers grow. If you must bury something, let it be my faults, my weakness and all prejudice against my fellow man. Give my sins to the devil. Give my soul to God. If, by chance, you wish to remember me, do it with a kind deed or word to someone who needs you. If you do all I have asked, I will live forever.

Take me to some high place Of heather, rock or ling Scatter my dust and ashes Feed me to the wind So that I will be Part of all you see The air you are breathing I’ll be part of the curlew’s cry And the soring hawk The blue milkwort And the sundew hung with diamonds I’ll be riding the gentle wind That blows through your hair Reminding you of how we shared In the joy of living

As ashes dance on gentle breeze, I feel the void, the longing seize, The love we shared, now drifting high, A whisper in the wind, a mournful sigh. I miss their touch, their laughter sweet, The memories shared, our hearts replete, Yet in the wind, their love remains, A tender whisper, through joy and pain. In whispered prayers, I'll find my peace, A love unbroken, a bond that's ceaseless, My dear one, forever near, Whispers in the wind, undying, clear.

As ashes dance, a laughter rings, A memory of joy, a love that clings, Their humor, a treasure, a gift they'd share, In moments tough, they'd show their care. We'll miss the laughter, their jokes, their fun, But cherish the moments, one by one, For in our hearts, they'll always stay, Scattered laughter, in memory's play. Our dear one, forever near, A love eternal, undying, clear, In laughter's embrace, we find our peace, A love unbroken, a bond that's ceaseless.

As ashes rise, their greatness known, Through life's swift journey, their love has shone, They stood for truth, faced battles unseen, A spirit strong, a love that's keen. Their love, a force, so pure, so true, A great person, through and through, Though they're gone, their memory stays, Into the sky, through darkest days. We'll honor their life, their memory hold, A love unwavering, a story untold, Our dear one, forever near, Into the sky, in memory clear.

Let us gather, hearts entwined, To celebrate a life, a love divine, Our dear one, a soul so bright, A testament to love, and life's sweet flight. We'll share our memories, laugh and cry, Recount the moments, days gone by, Their spirit lingers, a gentle breeze, A heavenward dance, forever at ease. With joy and sorrow, we'll raise our voice, In honor of the life, that was their choice, Our dear one, a love so true, A celebration of life, in skies so blue.

In skies so vast, a love that grew, Through fleeting moments, a bond so true, I appreciate the time we shared, The laughter, joy, and tender care. Their presence, a gift that touched our lives, A cherished memory, a love that thrives, Though they're gone, their light remains, Ashes adrift, through joy and pain. My dear one, I'll hold so close, A grateful heart, a love that grows, For even in darkness, a love shines bright, An appreciation of life, in memory's light.