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WHEN I AM DEAD, by                    
First Line: Bury me not too deep
Last Line: I shall be one with living things.
Subject(s): Death; Nature; Relationships; Dead, The


Bury me not too deep
When I am dead,
Too far away from friendly grass
And soft footfalls of wild things,
Too far from echoes of your laughter.

Think not of me as dead,
For I shall only sleep
Until next springtime comes.
Then gentle rain caressing buds
Shall be my fingers prying wide my eyes,
And swaying long blue grass
My bosom swelling with the life of living things.
The first mayflower
Shall be my lips lifted unto thine,
The low blue violet
My modesty in this new life,
The fresh fragrance of all spring
Shall be my thoughts for you.

And I shall give new birth to many living things,
And wind and sun shall beat upon me
And fling me far—and fling me yet again—
And I shall be as life to you—
I shall be one with living things.





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