When the breeze on the sea and land is strong br do not feel sorrow when I am gone br as if I am the only man, the only one br and when my ashes are spreading among br br the places for which I did long br and become part of every hue and tone br with vivid colours like a anemone br and I am part of the wind, its song br br then only remember me br in the words that I leave behind br in their simplicity, br let them remind br you of their beauty and sincerity br as a last legacy that you call to mind. br br br [Reference: Sonnet 71 “No longer mourn for me when I am dead” by William Shakespeare.