Hold on to what is good
even if it is
a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe
even if it is
a tree which stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do
even if it is
a long way from here.
Hold on to my hand even when
I have gone away from you.
-- Nancy Wood
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All goes onward and outward,
Nothing collapses
And to die is different from
What anyone supposes
And luckier.
-- Walt Whitman
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Mourning is the constant reawakening that things are now different.
-- Stephanie Ericsson
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Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousands winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints 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 white doves 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.
-- Hopi Prayer
even if it is
a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe
even if it is
a tree which stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do
even if it is
a long way from here.
Hold on to my hand even when
I have gone away from you.
-- Nancy Wood
*****************
All goes onward and outward,
Nothing collapses
And to die is different from
What anyone supposes
And luckier.
-- Walt Whitman
*****************
Mourning is the constant reawakening that things are now different.
-- Stephanie Ericsson
*****************
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousands winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints 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 white doves 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.
-- Hopi Prayer
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