Endings and Beginnings

Scatter my ashes

where osprey fly,

calling to each other 

above the rippling marsh grass

and the tides

that breathe and murmur 

in the cove.

Lay a stone

in the old graveyard

across the bay,

where wind and sun

and seasons

come and go.

On it a terse inscription:

“Proceed as way opens.”

That will suffice.

        © Peg Latham, 2016

Tidal creek flowing into a salt marsh
Photo by Brian Bill, U.S. Fish & Wildlife Service
from Wikimedia Commons