I haven’t blogged for a while and there has been a good reason for this, not long after posting the last blog (the same day), I found out that my grandfather passed away and well, it felt strange to blog about other more ‘every day’ things when this is such an important thing in my life, but I couldn’t quite find the words to say anything.
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.