And I do not wish you to stand at my grave and cry.
For I am not here; I did not die.
The voice of the wind that softly is woke,
So boys and girls, there’s light at the end of the tunnel,
Life isn’t entirely mundane.
The poem Do not stand mirrors the past.
The kiss we stole a passion to pass.
During the golden sunrise you are up again.
There’s part of me in every star’s brightness: I am with you.
It is not advisable to stand and grieve so do this in moderation.
For my spirit soars where I belong.
For my spirit soars but I belong Her talks about being
A woman and how women’s only place is wherever they belong.
there are flowers blooming and the trees whispering.
This in the beautiful din of honey bee buzz.
As for the meaning of “Poem do not stand”, such phrase has a plea.
To look for my being in a context of infinity.
In each frivolous laughter or in each tear shed.
In memories but I hold close to heart I’m near.
These are quotes that I relating to who I am and
I like to think of myself as the sparkle in the morning dew.
The evenings boasting with such colors.
Poem Do not stand at my grave and mourn.
And in your heart because there is no heart
That does not love itself for me you are reborn.
As the phrase “Poem do not stand” have been repeated with caution.
An appropriate gospel tune but pain can be outrun.
Be aware of me as steady and reliable as possible.
In every moment in life.
Do not sit down and remain mournful still.
Seize every opportunity of being alive in another tomorrow.
However, to love kind stretching the limits of time.
Such a sweet song, which transcends time.
That is to say, whenever you hear my name or see the wind blow,
Or, to wit, in the dancing trees,
However, this must always be understood,
My love will grow larger.
As whispered softly: “Do not stand.”
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