I think that I shall never see…
You see it sometimes, a huge tree growing out of a grave in the middle of an ancient cemetery. Someone in centuries past planted a sapling over the grave of a loved one, or perhaps a seed fell there by happenstance and took root, and the caretakers of the grave chose to leave it, and over time the tree grew to overtake the grave, its roots plumbing deep into the earth, well past the depth of the grave itself, finding nourishment from the deceased’s body. It’s comforting to believe that some small part of the dead lives on in that tree, some part of his or her spirit remains. It’s poetic.
Here’s an idea that is basically just a modern version of that same practice. It’s green, it’s efficient, but it retains that sense of poetic symbolism, for those who care to seek it. The human body is biodegradable, anyway, but not many people would want their dead relatives interred without a casket. (Is that even legal nowadays?) An Italian company called Capsula Mundi provides the desired ornamentation of a burial receptacle in the form of an egg-shaped, or, more symbolically, a SEED-shaped container from which and into which a sapling is affixed (any kind of tree you want) and within which the deceased rests, curled into the fetal position, evoking the theme of birth and rebirth. What would be your “spirit tree?”
WAYNE MILLER is the owner and creative director of EVIL CHEEZ PRODUCTIONS (www.evilcheezproductions.blogspot.com, www.facebook.com/evilcheezproductions), specializing in theatrical performances and haunted attractions. He has written, produced and directed (and occasionally acted in) over a dozen plays, most of them in the Horror and Crime genres. His first novel, THE CONFESSIONS OF SAINT CHRISTOPHER: WEREWOLF, is available for purchase here: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/734763
MORTUI VELOCES SUNT!