Photographer's Note

Do not stand at 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 awaken in the morning 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 cry
I am not there, I didn't die....

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