Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Do not stand at my grave and weep

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
l am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
 
When you wake in the morning hush
I am the swift. uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
(Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there. I did not die!)

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