Trains arriving by day and by night brought millions of deported people from all over Europe to the platform of the Birkenau-Auschwitz camp. Handsome, healthy people got down from the vans. They wanted to live their life. They could build, write poems, caress, and laugh, make love.
The moment they entered the camp they all became "Todeskandidaten", "candidates to death", as they were officially designated. They were taken to the gas chambers immediately, or within several weeks or within several months. They became corpses. And then, pushed by trolleys to the crematory ovens, they turned to "Asche" -- ashes.
"Die Asche", the ashes were used as a fertilizer, but most of them were thrown away into the nearest river. They were taken thereto in wagons pulled by people, by living corpses, whose turn had not yet come to become dead corpses and then turn to "Asche", ashes, theism lives.
Although the transportation of ashes had been thoroughly organized by the SS-man, similarly to gasification or incineration, delays were constantly happening, as the heaps of ashes round the crematory quite often exceeded the provided level.
When the camp was living its last days, the SS-men had time to blow up all the gas-chambers, the four crematoria... But they did not manage to carry away all heaps of ashes to the river. The wind did it. It scattered the ashes, as it kept on blowing into the empty barracks, crematoria ruins, and barbed-wire fences. Even today, wen walking, through what many years ago was the Birkenau camp, one finds stains and remnants of the ashes that came from the burnt bodies of millions of people who had entered the camp, then became living corpses, then dead corpses and finally "Asche" -- ashes.