Lylo Benant


Don'T Stand At My Grave And Weep - Poem by Lylo Benant

Don't 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 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 quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Don't stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 25, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 27, 2014


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