When I am gone
When I am goneLook for me in the trees
The hush of the morning dew
The crisp crackle of leaves underfoot
Listen and you will hear
The song of my heart
That pulses each moment anew
The hummingbirds flight
The fresh fallen snow
Silently shouting
I am, I am
Feel the presence,
Deep from the core
Leaping out to embrace the world
Not knowing in that instant
Who is embracing whom,
The silent rhythm of all life
I am, I am
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