Friday, July 24, 2009

Cam Walker Or Aircast?

Sabine

I've seen today on a hike next "Indian Prayer", to me (and maybe some of you) comfort are in mourning over Sabine:

Do not Weep For Me 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 Glint on Snow.

I Am The Sunlight On Ripened Grain.

I Am The Gentle Autumn 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 Stars That Shine At Night.

Do Not Stand At My Grave and Cry.

I Am Not There, I Did Not Die. ~ Author Unknown ~




(in German about:

Do not cry for me

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 glitter on the snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain.

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you wake in the morning calm,
Am I the rapid ascent
quiet birds circling in flight.

I am the soft starlight at night.

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there. I'm not dead. )

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