Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Quote of The Day

This one is actually a poem. Also I realize the hypocrisy when looking at the post that came a previous to this one, but life without contradictions is not life my friends.

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's 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 did not die.

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