Even in a thousand years
the desert rose I want to give you shall not die,
it will not wither and it will keep its beauty forever,
just like you,
you are like a single tree full with blossom on a white empty beach,
with nothing but stillness, sand and the never ending ocean.
~Vincent Deuning, August 2010
My Death Poem For All The Dear Ones I Have Lost
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Vanilla is sweet,
And so are you,
I lost you on the way home,
That’s why I’m writing you this Death Poem,
Rest in peace,
Now do as you please,
As your name is now written in the stars,
No longer I shall follow,
~Vincent Deuning, September 2008
Do not try and stop the world from spinning,
because tomorrow is another day,
with new chances and opportunities,
don’t forget to say I love you to the special person in your life, don’t ever forget to kiss your kids goodnight,
and never ever not enjoy every single moment in life.
~Vincent Deuning, 21 November 2010
I just don’t know. Because, let’s face it, who does?
~James Hugh Calum Laurie
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am in a thousand winds that blow,
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush,
I am in the graceful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
I am the starshine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there. I do not die.
~Mary Elizabeth Frye (1932)