At my final demise
keep me the way I am in life
free, unenclosed
place me wrapped in white cloth
in a deep hole
the soil surrounding me
allowing me to nurture the earth
with my composting.
I would be happy to be burned
in a big fire
out in the open by a lake
let my ashes fall where they may
releasing my spirit
to mingle with the smoke
float to heaven.
Shoot me into space
alone, just me
floating for an eternity,
someday landing as a
shooting star.
Finally raise your glass in a toast
to good humor and a laugh.