Inspirations


Do not stand at my grave and forever 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 forever cry ... 
I am not there ... 
I did not die ...
 
~Melinda Sue Pacho

 

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