One year later, a nation
One year later, a nation pauses
Wow, what a beautiful poem. Recited at the New York 9/11 Memorial…
?I give you this one thought to keep,
?I am with you still, I do not sleep.
?I am a thousand winds that blow.
?I am the diamond glint on the snow.
?I am as sunlight on ripened grain.
?I am the gentle autumn rain when you awaken in 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.?