was it

you asked them to burn your body

you left me your ashes

i was looking for your soul

was it scatter there

was it on the sky above

am I gonna see and feel you through the cold of the wind,

the smell of the rain,

or the beautiful sky up there

you only left your ashes

and thousands of thoughts and questions.

was it hurt

was it hurt when they burn your body and turn it into ashes

was it hurt when you would not have the chance to know about my present.