Mary Elizabeth Frye

(13 November, 1905 - 15 September 2004 / Dayton, Ohio)

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

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.

Form: Sonnet


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

  • (8/14/2018 9:38:00 AM)


    I love this sort of stuff, and write poems similar to this myself. I don't know, it still feels kind of like something that Whitman might have discarded to me. (Report) Reply

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  • (8/12/2018 3:59:00 PM)


    Awrsome (Report) Reply

  • (8/11/2018 4:15:00 PM)


    Hindi/Urdu and Punjabi translations of this poem can be read at my poetry page at Poemhunter. (Report) Reply

  • (8/5/2018 9:20:00 AM)


    Beautiful (Report) Reply

  • (8/4/2018 5:27:00 AM)


    I will be reading this verse at my fathers passing. I stumbled across it when buying a sympathy card for a friend some years back and it still remains my favourite.
    It has bought so much comfort to many of my friends who I have sent it to. Even the non religious ones expressed their feelings to it sometimes I add an extra few lines depending on the persons favourite pass time or Hobby.
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  • (8/2/2018 5:10:00 PM)


    someone sent me a card when my Mom passed 17 years ago this poem gave me much strength and comfort (Report) Reply

  • (8/1/2018 7:13:00 PM)


    So beautiful. (Report) Reply

  • (7/29/2018 3:12:00 AM)


    Very consoling if we could really feel, observe and sense it. (Report) Reply

  • Tanzila Rehmat (7/25/2018 1:18:00 AM)


    Loved reading it, loved listening to it! So powerful and intense! (Report) Reply

  • Ntsako Manhisa (7/24/2018 11:34:00 AM)


    I love it (Report) Reply

  • (7/23/2018 6:47:00 PM)


    it gives hope to those that lose a loved one (Report) Reply

  • (7/16/2018 11:59:00 AM)


    This poem gives even the atheists hope... (Report) Reply

  • (7/14/2018 6:46:00 AM)


    IT HIDES A LOTS OF MEANINGS, ITS GOOD (Report) Reply

  • (7/13/2018 4:09:00 PM)


    Awesome (Report) Reply

  • Nicole Settimi (7/13/2018 3:38:00 PM)


    'I am the diamond glints on snow.
    I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
    I am the gentle autumn rain. '

    I really love the theme and point to this, which I interpreted as death being something different than just a void, a body, a corpse. The tone was spiritually to me: we are energy and we will dissipate into the air and become so sort of different energy, some divine *dust* if you will, even after death! Great write.
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  • (7/12/2018 11:18:00 PM)


    My friend is dying and when I read this poem, I know that she will be the winds that blow, the autumn rain, the diamonds that glint in the snow. (Report) Reply

  • (7/12/2018 12:13:00 PM)


    I love this poem it so meaning full to me. (Report) Reply

  • (7/11/2018 9:38:00 PM)


    I lost my mom. Your poem spoke to me and her. I cried when I read it. Thank you (Report) Reply

  • (7/10/2018 6:30:00 PM)


    Thank you for this beautiful poem for me it takes the dear away from death x God is amazing xx (Report) Reply

  • Mahtab Bangalee (7/9/2018 5:28:00 AM)


    I've come
    with bouquet of flower
    in this morning
    none is here on your grave
    the tailor birds are singing
    the leaves are dancing
    the sunny rays are glimmering
    the sky is smiling through its blueness
    but I am with bouquet of rose
    O love look at my hand-
    at my eyesight
    at my heart beating
    at my harem of heart
    just roses, just no tears but tears like eyes
    just love
    I've come not to weep just for your love and love
    (Report) Reply

    (7/29/2018 12:01:00 PM)

    the original is so much better

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 27, 2013


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