Dad..............

AN INDIAN PRAYER

I GIVE YOU THIS ONE THOUGHT TO KEEP,

I AM WITH YOU STILL, I DO NOT SLEEP.

DO NOT STAND AT MY GRAVE AND WEEP,

I AM NOT THERE, I DO NOT SLEEP,

FOR NOW I AM A THOUSAND WINDS THAT BLOW.

I AM THE DIAMOND GLINTS ON THE NEW-FALLEN SNOW,

I AM THE SUNLIGHT ON RIPENED GRAIN,

I AM THE GENTLE, AUTUMN RAIN.

WHEN YOU AWAKEN IN THE MORNING HUSH.

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.

My DAD, Douglas Eugene Parisian

12.27.1922 – 06.09.2011