Do not stand at my grave and weep

For the rest of my life, I'm going to search for someone just like you.

too much ego will kill your talent.

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.

find something you truly love to do with your life.
Only then will you be truly happy.



- Mary Elizabeth Frye