In Memoriam with Hearts Joined

Do not weep for me for I have not gone.

I am the wind that shakes the mighty Oak.

I am the gentle rain that falls upon your face.

I am the spring flower that pushes through the dark earth.

I am the chuckling laughter of the mountain stream.

Do not weep for me for I have not gone.
I am the memory that dwells in the heart of those that knew me.

I am the shadow that dances on the edge of your vision.

I am the wild goose that flies south at Autumn's call and I shall return at Summer rising.

I am the stag on the wild hills way.

I am just around the corner.
Therefore, the wise weep not.

But rejoice at the transformation of my Being.

Author Unknown -

Not to be confused with Mary Frye's original

For all affected by the unspeakable tragedy at Virginia Tech -

April 17, 2007