Watching what was left of you

Get dumped out onto the icy stones

Your bits of bone among the dust

As the ash that once was your smile

Piled in the place where they upended the urn

Your wife in too-slick shoes

For walking on rocks

Held steady by a man who was mostly a stranger

I had to turn my eyes away

For just a moment

Because it seemed cruel to leave you

Heaped like a dune in the garden

Instead of throwing you into the wind

And letting it carry you onward

Ever upward

Free.