I give you this one thought to keep:
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints in the snow.
I am the sunlight on the ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush,
Of the 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.
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