May God bless you and your...
This is a native prayer that may provide comfort to all the family.
Do not stand at my grave to weep
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am the four winds that gently blow,
I am the diamond glints on fresh fallen snow …
I am the sun on golden ripened grains,
I am the warmth of gentle autumn rains.
When you awaken in morning's light
I am the haze through the sun …
… not long ago, seemed oh so bright.
When by evening, sounds fall to a...
My thoughts are with you all
December 10, 2008