We are born in this world,
with no knowledge, lessons or regrets.
It's with our experiences that we acquire,
that stay with us until death.
The one who takes birth,
is also bound to take their last breath.
With every person that goes,
it's their memories that are left.

The soul may have departed long ago,
and the body may have ceased to exist.
But it's the difference they make,
in the lives of people that stays.
It's the way they influence people,
that keeps them in hundreds of memories.
It's the way they embrace their mistakes,
and the impact they leave on Earth,
that keeps them alive for centuries.

Perhaps, death is a stage,
that cannot be avoided.
So this poetess wishes to be remembered,
in a simple but certain way.
Since all that arrive,
are destined to depart,
and all that make bonds,
are fated to die apart.

I wish to leave my essence,
in this universe,
the way a rose,
leaves its fragrance,
in a lover's soul.
I wish to leave an effect,
like the pleasing petrichor,
that accompanies the Earth,
with the first rain,
after days of dry weather.

Do not cry when I die,
as if it's the last goodbye.
I'll be greeting you,
in the joy of my dear ones,
in their warm smiles.
I will meet you,
when you take a glance,
at the lofty sky.
I will meet you,
as hope that shines,
in someone's eyes.

I'll be there always,
on both good and bad days.
Maybe as rainbows tomorrow,
or as tiny droplets on a rainy day.

I may not be present as a body,
but the nature will speak of my presence.
For the birds will sing meticulously,
of my eternal essence.

I'll comfort you as warm sunshine,
after series of cold evenings.
I'll console you as light breeze,
in the budding season of spring.

I'll be there to remind you of me,
in the light of my meaningful poetries.
I'll be there to help you breathe,
when you're tired of miseries.
I'll be there to remind you of me,
as the season of autumn brings fallen leaves.

When you're engulfed with fear,
and surrounded by grief,
I'll sit as a butterfly on your shaking hands,
and heal you with relief.

I'll be there to wipe your tears,
as the soft gust of wind.
or at times of dawn and dusk,
when life refuses to be kind.

When you stand in a field of dandelions,
with the wish to see me,
I'll fall as a petal on your teary eyes,
and send you a sign that I'm happy.

When you see the sun rise,
and wish to fall into my embrace,
I'll ask the sun to shine brighter,
and indicate my gentle presence.

When you look at the sky playing with pretty colors,
and the birds racing in airy clouds,
When you hear a nightingale singing harmonic songs,
When you look at a flower emerging from the ground.

When you count the stars,
and find solace by the moon,
I'll be sitting right by your side,
to admire the night sky with you.

When you work your hardest,
and achieve milestones,
I'll be watching from above,
and proudly smile at you.

I'll be there to hold your hand,
while the nature sends you my wishes.
I'll be there to help you stand,
when you lose hold of your spirit.

Remember me as happiness,
Remember me in my words,
as I leave you with my poetries,
and the gift of light and love.

Read the words of this poetess,
as she leaves a part of herself,
in her words as life, and in sunsets,
for as long as this world is left.
~sk

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