The ones who pass away
Never really leave
For their breath becomes the air that rustles the leaves.
The ones who pass away
Are always around..
For they become the earth…the very ground…
The ones who pass away
Are always there..
For the sun and the rain show us their care
They flow in the sparkling lakes,
They shimmer in the stars,
They become our guardians
Where ever we are…
The ones who pass away
Now have many roles to play…
For they appear as the moonbeams that meet you every day…
For the ones who pass away
Have served their time on this earth…
Now they are free to be with all those who love them…
Without all the limitations of time, space and birth…
I know you are watching….
flow like the wind…
be like the rain….
be around…
Watch over us…
Until we meet again…
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