If I Die

By fire,
let me go burning
sun,
let my light throw
red sunset shadows.

By water,
let me sing to floors
ocean,
sink to iridescent creatures
making neon glow.

By lightning,
let me split
oak,
let my blackened bones
reach always for midday sky.

By wind,
let me rise into
vortex,
whisk my soul
into magnificent frenzy of storm.

By time,
let me fall to water
feather,
let me float on rippling waves
in a young girl’s eyes.

And if I live forever,
let me find each day
child,
be purple flowers
beside the shed.