Monday, March 14, 2005

do not stand at my grave and weep

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 glint on snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain
I am the autumn rain
When you wake in the morning hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of birds in flight
I am the stars that shine at night
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not thereI do not sleep

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