A marble statue of a young angel with curly hair and wings sits holding a staff, looking downward with a solemn expression, as if embodying the quiet reassurance of “Do not stand at my grave and weep.” Bushes are in the background.

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

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