“Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep” by Mary Frye (1932)

“Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep”
by Mary Frye (1932)

“Do not stand at my grave and weep

I am not there, I do not sleep

I am a 1,000 winds that blow

I am the diamond glints on snow

I am the sun 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 light

I am the soft star that shines at night

Do not stand at my grave and cry

I am not there; I did not die.”

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