I Apologise For The Random Post, But This Poem Is Beautiful!
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond that glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quite 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.
I know, I know, its pretty grim but still you can see the beauty and elegance in the words. I do not know who wrote it, but the poem is greatly appreciated!
Emma,xx
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
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 that glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quite 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.
I know, I know, its pretty grim but still you can see the beauty and elegance in the words. I do not know who wrote it, but the poem is greatly appreciated!
Emma,xx
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