Dust of water. Dust of Earth. Dust of stars.

Remember you are dust. To dust you will return.

Dust gleaming on my mittened hand

Not dust of earth, but dust of ocean

Come to land as dust of air, dust of clouds

I am this dust of ice as surely as I am

Dust of stone

I am, indeed, made up of dust from grain and leaf,

From ant and tiger, squirrel and snake

The day will come when another soul may hold

My dust upon their palm:

Dust of water, dust of clouds,

Dust of skin and blood and bone

Dust, in fact, of stars…