Sunday, August 10, 2025

Ashes on the Wind


All my life 

All my dreams unfulfilled 

All I have gained 

Everything I leave 


My passing 

Will ignite the inferno 

Burning what I intended 

And what I accomplished 


Ashes on the wind 


Some things will last 

For a while 

Some will be remembered 

But, eventually 


Time will 

Dim the hues 

Tarnish the shine 

Erase the memories  


Ashes on the wind 


This isn't a call for pity 

It’s not a last gasp plea 

I will be gone someday 

Leaving the remnant of a life 


The leftovers of my life 

Will join the ashes of others 

Those gone on before 

Who I have carried with me 


Ashes on the wind 


The wind will not remember 

Where I began 

Or where I end 

Only that I was here 

For the moment 


In time, we will settle 

Like a fine powder 

On the shiny surface 

Of all of life 


Ashes on the wind 


All our names 

All our faces 

All our loves 

Become the same 


Yet, even the wind 

Carries seed unseen 

Somewhere far from here 

Life will rise again 


Ashes 


on the wind 


© Ron Simpson Jr. 

August 10, 2025 


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