Matt loved the great outdoors. When things appear a bit gloomy, these words from his funeral remind me to smile. In keeping his memory, his values and his optimism alive, the world becomes a better place.
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 sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn rain
When you awake in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight
I am the stars that shine at night
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there
I did not die
