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 sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morningβs hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft star-shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.
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Comments & Feedback (14)
@chloewalker1 Haha no, unfortunately, but it is one of my favourite poems and I think as many people should read it as possible! :)
This poem helped so much for my mum when my uncle died and I've had this memorised since I was about 5 β€
@wolverinesbitch That's really beautiful, and it's amazing how much literature can really mean to people :)
I'm actually so glad there are such things as poems/lyrics and books. I'd be completely lost without them!
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