Eternal

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    Eternal

    Don't stand by 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's rain.

    When you awake in morning's hush,

    I am the swift uplifting rush

    of quietbirds in circling flight,

    I am the soft starshine at night.

    Do not stand at my grave and cry...

    I am not there, I did not die.

    I am eternal

    -Unknown Native American Author

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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