The Final Destination of My Journey

Burned by the seashore or buried beneath the earth: that will be the last stage of human life. The last stage of my life — mine, though — will be scattering with thousands of specks of ash over the waves of this whole planet like thousands of blue water lilies, smiling at the world. The last stage of my stormy life — mine, though — will be scattering with thousands of specks of earth across the whole land, beyond the absurd borders, I will be: turned into thousands of fresh red roses. After being burned after being buried the last stage of my stormy life will be the beginning of all flowers forever "I" in love...