of love, sustaining

Unknown

Watch the life cycle
repeat     repeat     repeat
as another sunset cracks open:
hot sun on western blue,
descending into a river of colors
that soaks clouds, gilds peaks,
all radiant glory to dimming drop.

Finally the last smudge
of deep rose fades to charcoal
on this autumnal night,
a scent of apples
lacing the breeze.

And I see my life
amidst human time
not even a half breath,
then pray-
May the ash of my bones
be anointed with wild rose
then released to sea, soil,
no human marker
save the imprint
of love.