Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep

Counselling With Coaching

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 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. Background Music: Nocturne In F Major, Op. 15, No. 1 by Cecile Licad Digital art inspired by John Everett Millais