To my Loved Ones

Do not stand at my grave and cry,
My spirit is awake - I did not die,
Buried below, my soul does not lie,
I am the whisper in the breeze,
I am the rustle in the trees,
I am the glint in the morning snow,
I am the sunset in the evening glow,
I am the haze on the glittering sea,
I am there, when you remember me,
I'll always be with you,
Wherever you'll be......

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2006 Alfred Charasz