Do not stand at my grave and weep

Submitted By: Sakuto

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 the snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gental autumn rain
When you wake in the mornings 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
I am not there,I did not die

Author: Mary Elizabeth Fry
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