To Luna

I sprinkled your ashes next to
the biggest star
I could find.

You are the moon after all.

I did it knowing how often
I would be up there
looking at the beautiful view,
breathless and grateful for the climb.

Maybe you washed down the mountain
with the latest rainfall.

It doesn’t matter.

Because now you are back in the earth
and above me in the sky.
And every time I take a step
on the soft ground or look up at the sky,
I know you’re there.

You are part of the wind and the trees
and the sunbeams…
shining down on the field.

Lighting up new dreams,
helping me forget the ones
I had to let go.