Friday, December 14, 2012

I Am....

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 the ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning 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. 

 -Mary Frye
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6 comments:

  1. Ms. ADecember 14, 2012 at 1:21 AM

    I have ALWAYS loved these words!

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  2. Brian MillerDecember 14, 2012 at 3:23 AM

    smiles...lovely words and a sentiment i echo...i hope you are continuing to heal well and enjoying the holidays a bit...

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  3. Rock ChefDecember 14, 2012 at 3:25 AM

    Follows my view exactly!

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  4. DJanDecember 14, 2012 at 5:27 AM

    CiCi, I had to read these words on the Reader because they almost disappeared on the dark background. I love those words and needed to hear them today. Thank you, dear one. :-)

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  5. AdamDecember 14, 2012 at 6:29 AM

    nice words

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  6. stephen HayesDecember 14, 2012 at 5:04 PM

    Wonderful words, and so needed on this painful day for America.

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