I Did Not Die

Do not stand at my grave and forever 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’s 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 forever cry.
I am not there. I did not die.

Noise in the Attic

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  • mignone
  • I love the rhythm of your poem :-)
  • This was for my cat.
    Glad you liked it but it's not my poem.
    It's by an unknown English poet.

    TANZANITE 於 2010/06/15 19:14 回覆