Two things have shaped the post today. One–the continued state of destruction and devestation in Haiti. Two–my DH’s best friend since diaperhood. BF’s mother is in her last weeks after battling cancer. My heart goes out to all those who are suffering at this time and I hope this poem can bring a little peace to those who are left behind.
DON’T CRY FOR ME
Ashes to ashes
dust to dust
My soul soars to the waiting heavens
Mother Earth embraces my body
In the everlasting circle of life
Show no sorrow for me when I’m gone
Rather, lift thine eyes to the rose-tinted dawn
And know that I am there
Watching
Waiting
Patiently, lovingly
For you
Breathe the succulent scent
Of every spring bloom
And know that I am there
Each blossom a reminder of my serenity and peace
Hear my voice in the songbird’s melodies
Quench your thirst on the falling rain
And know that I am there
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
Life to life
And love everlasting
Words from the Woods 