It is the end of things!
Or just a beginning.
Maybe a new life,
A life or a birth which may happen.
Maybe just a fluttering soul
In between the world
In between the Universe.
The soul took its flight sometime back
The mortals hold on,
Trying to finish the last rites
She fluttered, flew in
My mortal beings, an extension of me
Fret not over these things.
I have travelled afar
But will be always there inside you.
Fret not! Coz i will be always there for you.
The fire had been lit.
The ashes have been submerged in the water
The soul flew away.
What remains are memories
And a piece of you in our lives.