While collecting and editing this commemorative album, I further learnt Richard’s devotion and compassion. Let’s turn our missing and sorrow into strength to continue the shine and glow from Richard. This beautiful poem might express what Richard wanted to say to us, and can soothe our grief.

收集與編纂這本紀念輯的過程，更加了解了Richard 這一生的付出與博愛，讓我們把思念與哀愁化為力量，延續Richard 生命力的光與熱，這首優美的英詩也許能表達 Richard 的心情，也能些許撫平你我的哀傷。

 ~~ Teresa Chang

Do Not Stand At My Grave and Weep

By Mary Elizabeth Frye (1905-2004)

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 sunlight on ripened grain.

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awake 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;