Not Too Deep
Let my resting place be not too deep
Let my resting place be not too deep
that I may still feel the sun through the warm earth
be washed clean by storms yet to come
chill with frozen diamonds in winter's white treasure box
be stroked by the falling colors of autumn's rainbow coat
chill with frozen diamonds in winter's white treasure box
be stroked by the falling colors of autumn's rainbow coat
Yes, let my resting place be not too deep
that I may hear the laughter
feel the running feet
and know humanity still survives
and reveres the Mother I have become part of
September 15, 2003
Tressa Lee Breen
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