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 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 cry;
I am not there.
I did not die.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- On Edges
- Base of all Metaphysics, The. by Walt Whitman
- Валерий Брюсов – Инкогнито
- Гавриил Державин – Философы, пьяный и трезвый
- Written Before Re-Reading King Lear poem – John Keats poems
- The Tour by Sylvia Plath
- Harp Song of the Dane Women by Rudyard Kipling
- A Wandering Knight by Rixa White
- Two Campers In Cloud Country by Sylvia Plath
- Robert Burns: Canst Thou Leave Me Thus, My Katie:
- Mungojerrie And Rumpelteazer by T. S. Eliot
- Владимир Высоцкий – Войны и голодухи натерпелися мы всласть
- Nicotine poem – Ezra Pound poems
- In Jerusalem by Mahmoud Darwish
- Zion by Rudyard Kipling
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
