TARGET



Article about Destiny the dog that got another chance at life...Targets miracle at work...
http://www.examiner.com/pet-rescue-in-national/afghan-hero-dog-s-accidental-death-saves-the-life-of-destiny


    
NATIVE AMERICAN PRAYER
   I give you this one thought to keep --
              I am with you still – I do not sleep.
  I am a thousand winds that blow,
              I am the diamond glints on snow,
  I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
              I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning’s hush,
        I am the swift, uplifting rush
                    of 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.

The original poem has been attributed to Mary Frye as author, and reads:
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 glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the 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.