Tuesday, April 19, 2011


A very wise person told me why he believed so strongly in the soul – in its powers, its eternity and above all its connection with loved ones. He believed that parents and children were parts of the same soul and that we are reunited with our family after death. This bond transcends time and space and even death and remain present within us even after death.

Do not stand at 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 awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there; I did not die.



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