Friday, April 21, 2023
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death isn't the end but a new beginning of your journey She
Of flesh and blood
that nature gives to our breath
must one day be given back for life was lent by Earth's hand and now it is returned
White deer though lives always in us
She is the movement of the swaying tree
The light that dawns our day She is the sparkle glistening on the sea
The energy of the wave
She is the melody of the singing bird The notes that flutter down
She is the rustling leaves that can be heard The greening of the ground
All that was
that nature gave
became our love, our life, our friend
All that was
that nature gave through us need never end
White deer, we return nature's gift with the privilege such a gift was given
We will never say goodbye to each other; we were meant to be sisters forever. You will always be in my heart. Rest in peaceYour life is like an unfinished story, and I desperately wanted to keep reading.and that I will do for I have all the writings you left me. Blessed be.
