Susanna Helen Lantz 1980-2008  

Acting silly in Southern Chile

Middle of nowhere in Northern Chile

Ushuaia, Aregentina
 
 

AN INDIAN PRAYER

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds circling in flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there.
I did not die.

When someone dies, I don't know what I believe happens. I view the spirit of someone not so much as something I learned in Religion class but the actual being of a person and what they represent in the world. When a person who is living has spirit, I mean that this person uplifts people with their presence, their actions, their love, their intensity, and any other attribute that causes pause for others. Susie had so many amazing attributes. For me, her spirit represents all of those wonderful memories I have of her and her spirited nature that make me smile.
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