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 Autumns 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.
She Is Gone (He Is Gone)
Popular funeral poem based on a short verse by David Harkins. An uplifting poem about being grateful for a loved one’s life.