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Immortality (Do Not Stand By My Grave and Weep)

by Clare Harner

Do not stand
By my grave, and weep,
I am not there,
I do not sleep

I am the thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints in snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle, autumn rain.
As you awake with morning's hush,
I am the swift, up-flinging rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the day transcending night.

Do not stand
By my grave, and cry
I am not there,
I did not die.

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