Don't cry for the horses that life has set free.
A million white horses forever to be.
Don't cry for the horses now in God's hand.
As they dance and they prance in a heavenly band.
They were ours as a gift, but never to keep.
As they close their eyes forever to sleep.
Their spirits unbound. On silver wings they fly.
A million white horses against the blue sky.
Look up into heaven, you'll see them above.
The horses we lost, the horses we loved.
Manes and tails flowing, they gallop through time.
They were never yours, they were never mine.
Don't cry for the horses. They'll be back someday.
When our time is gone, they will show us the way.
Do you hear that soft nicker? Close to your ear?
Don't cry for the horses. Love the ones that are here. ~Author
Picture printed with
permission of the artist, Jim Warren. To see more
wonderful paintings, go to the following link. http://www.jimwarren.com
I Did Not Die
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am the thousand winds that blow,
I am the glints on fallen snow.
I am the sunlight on golden grain,
I am the autumn's gentle rain.
When you awaken in the morning hush,
I am that swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die.