© 2015, Tanya Reihill
'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 gentle autumn's rain. When you awaken in the morning's 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.' The giant mountains along the rugged coast of Achill Island, West of Ireland, off County Mayo. A flock of birds sweep through the landscape in flight.