These are the trying times, times when life makes no sense to some while becomes all the more precious to the others..
Bereavement has no religion, no nationality and no borders. Pain speaks only one language.. I know words become useless to those who mourn, but i just wish peace and courage to all those who have suffered a loss..Even though life today seems bleak and tough to carry on, it will hold you all...
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 glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awake in the morning's hush,
I am the soft uplifting rush of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there.
I did not die...
(have peace)
