The Daily Donkey

Tag: Copyright The Daily Donkey 2013

I am the thousand winds that blow,

I am the diamond glints in snow,

I am the sunlight on ripened grain,

I am the gentle autumn rain.

As you awake with morning’s hush

I am the swift ~ up ~ flinging rush

Of quiet birds in circling flight.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,

I am not there ~ I did not die.

I too am part of the picture !