luni, 8 aprilie 2013

Mary Elizabeth Frye

nu are nicio legatura cu nimic, doar am auzit-o in "neveste disperate" si mi-a placut tare mult. :D

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


daca vreti sa cititi mai multe clic aici.