We remember Vani

Vani's loss has affected all who have known her....

The following are by people who have known her and want the following to reflect what they want to remember her by

I thank them for letting me include the following.....



By Smilona:


I DID NOT DIE

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 of snow.
I am the sunlight of golden grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning hush,
I am the soft uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flights
I am the soft stars that shine at night
So do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there.
I did not die.
--Rosalie Ferrer Kramer





By Tanushree:

Hungry mornings. Wakeful nights
Shattered days, bitter hours.
I am. Even today.
Alive. Awake. And remembering.
There’s more left.
More of this life.
What I was, I still am,
Will be beyond,
Far, far away,
Being more and more and more
It’s all me –Its all I am.
And yet ,
There is no escape.

I fly on the wings of fatigue
In a stupor of winged rest
My childhood flies,
And rises and dips,
And floats…
Fragments of time past.
I whirl in the wheel of work
I blow up balloons
With empty words.
I fill the grottoes with heavy echoes
And yet
There is no escape.

You know me well.
You know all of me.
All the words of music,
Of crashing cymbals
All the dazzling lights
Sick with drunkenness
You know the multicolored shroud
That covers the rotten corpse,
You know all that’s there before
Is only a garland
Of flowers that have been
You know I end here
I am dead within me.
And yet why do I insist
That I go on?
For there is – Oh yet there is
No escape!