A PRAYER FOR THE GRIEVING

March 16, 2018



A beautiful Native American prayer below...


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I give you this one thought to keep
I am with you still - 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 sweet uplifting rush,
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft starts that shine at night.
Do not think of me as gone -
I am with you still in each new dawn.



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