Look for me in the spirit in the wind where the long grass bends and sways, where the taint of hate is not even a memory.
Look For Me
Do not look for me here.
Look for me where the wind bends the long grass in the warmth of the sun.
Look for me where the pure waters tumble down through the hills, where the leaves of the golden aspen tremble in the green whisper.
Do not look for me in Galilee, do not look for me in Rome.
I am gone.
Look for me in the luminous blue sky; look for me in the shining sea.
Look for me in that place where God’s light floods the valley; the hazy, blue mountains and the rolling green hills where the light of God shivers in the sheen of the sun, in the gleam on the river’s burnished skin.
Do not look for me in the ruin of the broken street.
Do not look for me in hatred.
Look for me in honour and courage and love.
Look for me in friendship in the empathy of souls.
Look for me in the curious spirit that glows like a shining lamp.
Look for me out on the white plain where the snow lays virgin, where the sun floats in the sky like a huge, red balloon, in the deep and the black where a lace of stars glimmer and gleam like crystals in a universe of light.
Do not look for me in ancient places.
I am gone.
Do not look for me in a secret, I am not a mystery, I am not owned.
Look for me in God’s summer garden, in fading autumnal colour, falling leaves, in the cold breath of winter.
Look for me in the soft, green thread of springtime
In the rain and the wind and the sun
In love and hope abiding
Do not look for me in the blood of retribution
I am gone
Look for me in forgiveness
In the innocence of the new born child
Look for me in the light
In the song of god who sings life in all things.
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