Marineland, Florida - Seashells on the Sand

Crystal Michelle Fallin, Marineland Beach, Florida 

October 2010

Seashells on the Sand

“The tide recedes, but leaves behind bright seashells on the sand. The sun goes down, but gentle warmth still lingers on the land. The music stops, yet echoes on in sweet, soulful refrains. For every joy that passes, something beautiful remains.”

-Unknown

Native American Prayer

Crystal Michelle Fallin   June 19, 1984 - August 18, 2019

In Loving Memory

Native American Prayer

I give you this, one thought to keep.

I am with you till, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow,

I am the diamond glints on snow,

I am the sunlight on the ripened grain.

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning's hush,

I am the swift uplifting rush..

of quiet birds in circle flight.

I am the soft stars that 

shine at night.

Do not think of me as gone - 

I am with you still, 

in each new dawn.

Crystal at Marineland Beach, Florida collecting seashells on the beach.