Do not stand at my grave and weep
For I’m not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow;
I am diamond glints of snow;
I am 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 encircled 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.
Some people could be given an entire field of roses and only see the thorns in it.
Others could be given a single weed and only see the wildflower in it.
Perception is a key component to gratitude
and gratitude a key component to joy.
If it were not for hope, the heart would break.
Love is never wasted; the least remnant, however tattered, abides to our end.
Diplomacy is the art of winning without having the other person lose. —Anon
The secret of patience is finding something else to do in the meantime.
Feature photo: Willunga Almond blossoms (c) M.E. Trudinger circa 1985
Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.