Do not stand at my grave and weep

I am not there, I do not sleep

I am a thousand winds that blow

I am the diamond glint on snow

I am the sunlight on ripened grain

I am the gentle autumn rain

When you awake in the morning hush

I am the swift, uplifting rush

 Of quiet birds in circled flight

       

 And the soft star that shines at night

Do not stand at my grave and cry

 I am not there, I did not die

  ( Native American Prayer)

 

      

 These graphics were designed by Kattnipp45

with Paint Shop Pro7, some filters and a couple of great tutorials.

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