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
- Woman by Manmohan Acharya
- Out of Your Love by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- Ольга Седакова – В незапамятных зимах
- Sonnet II: Not At First Sight by Sir Philip Sidney
- The Alfresco Moment by Russell Edson
- Аля Кудряшева – Слишком уж зол ветер
- Confessions of a Software Engineer by Vinaya Kumar Hanumanthappa
- Instead of farewell by Vinko Kalinić
- The Naming Of Cats by T. S. Eliot
- Wilful Missing by Rudyard Kipling
- if_i_were_king.html
- The Man In The Bowler Hat
- Ольга Берггольц – Приятелям
- Bringen Woone Gwaïn O’ Zundays by William Barnes
- “`The smiling slopes with olive groves bedecked” poem – Alfred Austin
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).
