Siren song, pull me past the silt
Guide my body beneath continents of ice
I need to swoon in every sea
Never encased by earth

Take flight beneath the current
Assimilate with the sky
One in the same
Cremate tonight

Churn with the waves by day
Stagnate with the fog at dusk
Drift and whip wild with smoke by night
To be elemental
To be the wind on their lips
When they whisper… “immortal”

No earth-bound monument to my name
No stone to stir remembrance                                        
I will be worthy of memory
Let me absorb into a landscape scenery