Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep Poem by Mary Elizabeth Frye

Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep

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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 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.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.

Aftab Alam Khursheed 29 August 2014

Glory to be Allah..such a holy desire..The lamp of heaven is shut when tears drip

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David Wood 06 April 2013

This is one of the most beautiful poems I have ever read.

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Mark Dillon 07 February 2013

A true tribute to the spirit of mankind, we are not just one element, mortal life is just one phase of a never ending circle.

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Lizzy Bennet 20 May 2013

this is one of my favorite poems... love never dies.. a loving soul will continue to exist even after death.. it will exist in all the elements that make this universe.. this is the way to remember someone or be remembered.. beautiful words..

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Marian Presto 06 May 2022

This poem was written by Clare Harner. Mary Elizabeth Frye plagiarized it.

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Sujon Shah 17 April 2022

Ohhh My allah, fantastic this. Love from Bangladesh.

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Smoky Hoss 16 April 2022

The spirit lives on in a million parts of everything, forever connected to the whole.

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Smoky Hoss 16 April 2022

The body returns to dust

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MIKE HAWK 20 March 2022


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MP 06 May 2022

Grow up

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