Wednesday, September 15, 2010




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 sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there;
I did not die.

Mary Elizabeth Frye

13 comments:

Doug The Una said...

Well now, there's a piece of good news!

Anonymous said...

A nice poem. I Like Doug's response.

Mo'a said...

Did you write this? It has a familiar ring to it.
I also like Doug's response.

tsduff said...

Doug - yes, these thoughts soften the harsh blow dealt by death.

LGSquirrel - Doug usually always has a worthy offering.

Mo'a - Best evidence shows it was written by Mary Elizabeth Frye, a Baltimore housewife (1905-2004) & first published in 1968 - it is not conclusive but no evidence to the contrary has been discovered. It is a fitting poem for me to ponder right now.

Tom & Icy said...

This is sad stuff. I keep going over and checking to see if my wife is still breathing. It is tense. It is scary. Not wanting to happen what we know will happen.

lime said...

what a beautiful picture to go with soothing words. may you find the peace and comfort you need.

Ariel the Thief said...

That poem can be scary, actually. Terry, sweet crow... *hugs*

k. riggs gardner said...

It is a beautiful photograph
With soothing words
"I am the soft starlight at night"
Just so.

SOe said...

Love the photo. Clouds are the only reason why I like flying. Great poem! It still made me a bit sad.

tsduff said...

Tom, you are beloved to many though you don't know it.

Thanks Michelle - grief knows no limits but we do try to limit her.

Ariel - Thanks honey xo

Karen - That was really nice.

Sonja - It is sad. But what can one do but look for the beauty.

Anonymous said...

Rabbit Rabbit,,,early....for better luck...XO

Doug The Una said...

Rabbit rabbit. I am here.

k. riggs gardner said...

Lammy Lammy.