Aug 5, 2008

I do not sleep

Seeing her parents despairing over her being in her deathbed,
She called out to her father n handed him a closed envolope.
And requested it to be opened only after her Death.

The day when the envolope had to be opened came.
Trembling n crying the father opened it.

The letter read:

Dearest ever mom n dad,

"Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I m not thr, I do not sleep.
I m the sparkle in the snow.
I m ripple in the wave.
I m the cloud in the sky.
I m the dewdrop on the leaf.
I m the shredded leaves that blow.
I m the sunlight on growing grain.
I m the gentle summer rain.
I m the quiet bird of the night.
Circling about; Taking flight.
So do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep."

Please get these words engraved on my grave. I will not stand putting u through grief anytime.
Loadsa love,

P.S : Based on the poem " Do not stand at my grave and weep" by Mary Elizabeth Frye

6 tunes:

  1. do u really want me to find sum fault here??? cuz i'd be lying if i did!!!! :)

  2. its a really nice poem....
    kinda shows how nothing is actually wat it seems to be..ppl who go through tough times learn a lot...they are the ones who actually learn bout seems to me that ur learnin a lot lately:) ur whole blog is jus amazin:)
    i think its really beautiful ur view and the way u perambulate ur situation....its jus dulcet...

  3. learnin a lot lately.. honey this poem was coined abt 2 yrs ago.. it sorta fit into the situ tht came up after tht..

    n thanx a lot for the compliments.. :).. keep visitng the page :)


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