his journey's just begun,
life holds so many facets
-this earth is only one.
Just think of him as resting
from the sorrows and the tears
in a place of warmth
and comfort
where there are no days or years.
Think how he must be wishing
that we could know today
how nothing but our
sadness can really pass away.
And think of him as living
in the hearts of those he touched...
for nothing loved is ever lost
and he was loved so much.
When I die ... if you need to weep,
Cry for your brother or sister walking the street beside you.
And when you need me, put your arms around anyone and
give them what you need to give me.
I want to leave you something,
something better than words or sounds.
Look for me in the people I've known and loved.
And if you cannot give me away,
at least let me live in your eyes
and not on your mind.
You can love me most by letting hands touch hands
... by letting bodies touch
bodies ... and letting go of children that need to be free.
Love doesn't die ... people do.
So when all that's left of me is love, give me away.
