Exist To Exist Poem by Laura Russell

One day I will be ash on the wind
Powdered death and life fragments,
My body will again become confetti
to be sprinkled over my funeral day.

My soul will become flesh and eyes
Grow and evolve and learn and serve
In another layer of life or existance
Adding, dividing, multiplying, creating.

Rebirth; rejoining with a physical body
To begin another chapter or novel
Physically, spiritually, universally
Another facet of life or existance.


23-4-05