A Poem For Grieving

This poem is a source of conflict for many because while some attribute it to Mary Frye and think it was penned in 1932, others think it originated as an Native American poem. Regardless, it is one of the most reprinted and requested bereavement pieces in the English language.

A Poem for the Grieving

"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's rain.

When you awaken in the morning's hush,

I am the swift uplifting rush

of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,

I am not there, I did not die..."

~Author Unknown

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