I am not there, I did not die.
July 18th, 2007In my recent attempts at getting a backup system implemented, I have been going through the deep dark depths of my hard drives to determine what I need to backup and what can be discarded. In that, I found this AwesomePoem.txt:
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 in rippened grain;
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awake in the morning’s hush,
I am the swift upflinging rush
of quiet birds in circling flight,
and the softest star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there, I did not die.Anonymous
this poem writen by an unknown person has touched so many hearts. I used it as a tribute at my husbands funeral service. I have given it to my cousins wife to comfort her in her loss.
may it comfort many more as it comforted me.
Thank whomever wrote this poem. It truly is soothing. I wish I had it when my husband died!