I give you this,
one word to keep -
I am with you still,
I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow;
I am the diamond glints in the snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle, autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's blush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight;
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not think of me as gone;
I am with you still
in each new dawn.