Mercy (mercscilla) wrote,

  • Mood:
  • Music:


I found this poem some time ago and since then I'm always thinking of it cause it reminds me of someone - I met her a long time ago - who died then. She is still here and still my Guardian Angel (my nickname for her). I don't know who wrote it, so credit goes to Anonymous.

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 rain

When you awaken in the morning's hush

I am the soft uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circled light

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


  • Post a new comment


    Anonymous comments are disabled in this journal

    default userpic

    Your reply will be screened

    Your IP address will be recorded 

  • 1 comment