Do do not stand on my grave and weep !!

This is a beautiful poem which was given to me by a friend from ICQ and it really touched my heart.

Do not stand at my grave and weep

Do not stand at my grave and weep,I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am in a thousand winds that blow, I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain, I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush, I am in the graceful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight, I am the star shine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom, I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing, I am in each lovely thing,
Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there. I did not die.


Mary Frye