I would nominate this if I had the privilege. I enjoy the simplicity and differing flow in both stanzas. It’s really professionally formed, and the language flows freely, allowing the reader to understand the persona more,

This is just beautiful Dd...although, once again I suggest that you centre it???

I surrendered all my memories,
the fallen leaves of my life,
like my father's ashes,
to the wind,
until they faded into thin air,
upon the rainbow
across an abyss
curbing death and life.

Now
the only memory
the only residue
is you:
the world with no reminiscence
the world of transparency * this line could be changed to "a world of transparency" I think...as this is the 4th 'the' in the stanza

after
all the dusts
have settled.

Now
I can see
my true
father.

Just me knit picking again my friend :)