Do not stand at my grave for I shall not be there
Grieve not the bones that once held my flesh
For they nourish only the earth
In your heart let my voice be heard
Do not stand at my grave for death has not buried me
Grieve not the memories but rejoice
For it will bring light to others
And through giving you'll receive
All the blessings that are to be
Look within and you will see
That you and I are we
Do not stand at my grave, and forget to weep
Do not wonder about what could be
If you were in person next to me
I embrace your being from within
Feel my comfort on your skin
Just let go and take it in
From here we begin, anew
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i enjoyed this very much leaves a positive note about acceptance and the beauty in death, possibly my favorite line would be Grieve not the memories but rejoice For it will bring light to others this is good work