now cac can return to the good earth from which it was formed and become so many other things. the moisture returns to the earth - to eventually come to the ocean and be drawn back to the clouds - and to become rain again - and perhaps absorbed by another cac.
it is the circle of life
it is the nature of things
it is both sad and comforting at the same time..
Do Not Weep For Me
Do not weep for me for I have not gone.
I am the wind that shakes the mighty Oak.
I am the gentle rain that falls upon your face.
I am the spring flower that pushes through the dark earth.
I am the chuckling laughter of the mountain stream.
Do not weep for me for I have not gone.
I am the memory that dwells in the heart of those that knew me.