Artig brute force


In memory of Gaz, 

Sadly gone but not forgotten.

13.12.1988 - 23.10 2002

I Am Not There


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 waken in the mornings 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.


Artig Brute Force.

13.12.1988 - 23.10 2002