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RE: Life painting

in OCD4 years ago

Thank you sir, for your kind words and wisdom.

It has been nice the way the Community has reacted; I almost didn't post about it, but felt that it may provide me a bit of a release, which it has. I will also still be doing my #weekend-engagement post on Friday as usual. It will provide me a place to retreat to when things get heavy here.

Thanks again for your message.

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Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand 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 birds 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.

Thomas Bailey Aldrich, American editor, 1836-1977

What a nice poem. Thanks for sharing that!

My pleasure to share it with you my friend.
Very fitting at this point in time methinks.
Take care!

I may incorporate some of it into the remembrance card. Thank you.

Could maybe give a better insight to others my friend.
I sent it to you and Faith, as it has such a great meaning to me.

Glad that you appreciated it and we continue in prayers for you guys!

Thank you sir. You show great quality. I'm not surprised. 🙂

Just genuine my friend!