dont not weep.

do not stand by 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 wake 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 notstand at my grave and cry,
i am not here, i did not die.

in loving ,memory of mommy jessica.
september 10,1987
august 13,2010