Last wishes (in pseudo-poetic form)

Burn me.   

Let my smoke rise and my ashes sink.   

Let my dust blow where it will.   

Let me return from whence I came.  

A composite of carbon, water, oxygen, 

and the spark of the Divine

Amongst all other composites of primordial elements 

and slivers of the being of God 

immanent in all we see around us.   

Remember me in Church and in liturgy

gathered around every altar at every Eucharist with you

joining you as we sing, 

“Holy, Holy, Holy…”

**CPE gives one the opportunity to consider what happens after death, both to the body and to the soul.  The above was from a reflection I wrote about an autopsy I watched.**