A Message From Mom

My dear children, do not bow your heads and weep, My soul lives on, I did 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 rush, I am the swift uplifting rush of birds circled in flight,
I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not hang your heads and cry, my soul lives on, I did not die.