~ A Ray of Sunshine ~

I will not stand at your grave and weep; you are not there. You do not sleep. You are a thousand winds that blow; You are a diamond’s glint on snow. You are the sunlight on ripened grain; You are the gentle autumn’s rain. When we awaken in the morning’s hush, you are the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds circled in flight. You are the soft star that shines at night.

~ for my friend Colleen