I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glint of snow.
I am the sunlight on the ripen grain. I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush or quiets birds in circled flights.
I am the soft star the shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there. I did not die.
1 comment:
i love this prayer my family uses it all the time! we say it at almost all of our funerals!
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