SOULTales - Character Strengths, Stories & Vocabulary

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Its only words...its all in your words

Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
By Mary Elizabeth Clark

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 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 circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.

What a beautiful poem, certain people have a way of saying things beautifully.
Every day I realise that