Monday, December 7, 2009

God Speed, Charybdis

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 the 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 waken in the morning's hush,

I am the swift uplifting rush

Of gentle birds in circling flight...

I am the soft star that shines at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry—

I am not there... I did not die...

~Mary Frye

You will be greatly missed, our friend. Until we meet again.

Goldie, Shade and Banshee

1 comment:

  1. This touched our hearts. Thanks for reminding us that her spirit is still with us. ~Alasandra, Socks, Scylla & Fenris