- 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 starshine 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 bereft
- I am not there. I have not left.
~Mary Elizabeth Frye
One Love. One Peace. Always and all ways.
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9 comments:
So beautiful. My husband does not want to be buried and I'm sure if he could express himself as to why, this poem would explain.
How calming… reassuring … how beautiful!
And the photo is a lovely compliment to the poem.
I hope everything is ok?
I have always enjoyed these words when I have heard them.
I can relate to that Snippets. I surely can.
It's funny how the right image and the right words make a powerful statement together.
Nana,
Miraculously so~!
I had to put our family dog of 15 years down this morning. The most painful experience I have had in my adult life. They asked me if I wanted his body to bury and to me Pepe is all around. His body in my backyard would not mean much to me. Thank you for sharing this. Today I needed it.
Donna words cannot express my sympathy, my empathy for your loss.
I don't know much but ...
He is all around you. That I do know.
May you find peace and healing~
Kathleen
One of my favorite poems, and something which explains closely what I believe, personally.
Energy cannot be destroyed; only converted - to that end, everyone we've ever known are all around us, now.
(Sort of makes the whole religion-thing pale in comparison....)
stands behind you and whispers ...
sorta does huh.
: )
Beautiful :-)
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