For there I stood, on the shore,
With bent legs and folded arms
Watching my burnt ashes float, Slowly.
They travelled a distance, sinking and then,
Completely dissolving in the holy water.
Bid my younger self adieu, reaching my hands
To the river, helping it take me to the infinite ocean
To a place beyond imagination, far where spirits fly
To see that last Sunset and hear the music of the Wind-chimes
For there I stood, on the shore, leading myself, to NIRVANA.

-Roshni Rajshkehar Nair