This is the whole poem. For those that don't know the last verse of this poem actually fell out of a book of my mothers while I was searching through her things; granted I had looked at the book before but that time these comforting words managed to reach us as they fell to the floor. One small clipping waiting for its time.
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.
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.
~Mary Frye
Even reading it now makes me burst into tears. She shared this with my sister and I only a day after her passing, we took this poem to use on her funeral invitations aswell as part of the eulogy. I pray that these words help you find comfort they way they managed to do for me. Just her letting me know she will always be around to care, love and watch me.
I would love it if you shared any similar stories with me, i would love to hear them and I would love to help you express them.
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15 comments:
So neat that she left that for you to find at the perfect moment! Beautiful!
What a beautiful post and poem. I love the nursing picture. There's nothing more sweet than when I'm nursing Hudson and he looks up at me. Thank you for sharing such a personal story.
@Michelle yeah i love that photo, that's my older sister she is breast feeding. So peaceful.
I lost my mom 8 years ago. I was barely 17. I wish I could have known her as an adult and had that type of relationship with her. She was an amazing woman. The best mom a girl could ask for.
There's been many "Ok mom, i'm listening" moments, where something will happen and it feel like she's communicating directly to me. Life sort of throws those moments at us when we need them most.
About 8 months ago I realized, I am so much like my mom. I never was growing up. I was sort of bull headed (still am) and super competitive. I always thought I was so different than her. But in reality, I was just a child growing up. Now I look at myself and see so many of the things I admire about my mom. Plus who would have thought I would end up finding my passion exactly where she found hers (writing). It was like a light turned on, and I knew this was the path for me. Again, a "I'm listening" moment.
i wish my dad had left us something like this.
I find it a comfort to see how God takes care of us by leaving us things we need.
I lost my Mom to cigarettes too, 4 years ago and my sister and I used the very same poem on her funeral cards. I can relate.....my sympathies.
So special and a very comforting poem. Weirdly enough, my grandmother visits me through the stuffed animals she gave my daughter before she passed. (I know it sounds strange) It warms my heart every time I see my children snuggling with one of those stuffed animals.
What a great tribute! My mom died just over 5 years ago at the age of 52 & it is very hard sometimes. I hope you always find the comfort you need to keep going!
I am so touched by this, I am weepy. This is one of the most moving posts I have read in so long...and that is one of my favorite poems.
My relationship with Mother is different so I won't touch on it.
My best friend Scott was the brother I don't have and we would tease each other in ways that would be only understood by us. He used to say to me (being sarcastic and mocking those who brush aside feelings: "Your feelings are stupid, therefor you are stupid so stop being stupid" When he dies suddenly at 46 from a heart attack I was crying in my office saying "Listen...jerk face...you left me...I feel lost, I feel alone, I need to know you are still with me and that I mattered." I clicked my mouse to leave his myspace page and an advertisement of only large words said "You are stupid" took up the whole screen...I started laughing.
I am just in awe of the emotions you shared with us...I am honored. Thank you
You have a beautiful blog, keep up the great work! ;-)
Very touching Eschelle. Your mom was very beautiful.
God has a way of bringing people together and I think that is why we have found each other. My mother passed in 2002 of Lung Cancer at 58. I had just turned 30 and I remember the day like it was yesterday. We didn't even know she was sick. She fell in the bathroom on a Thursday and the next thursday she took her last breath. We thought about using that poem at the funeral. I've always loved that one. I love the pictures of your mother.
I can't say for me that time heals, time just makes it different and mostly bearable. I still pick up the phone to call her after all these years and continue to talk to her as if she were here. Anytime you want to talk, I'll listen!
I am sorry for all the things you have gone through in your life. Those things that don't kill you make you stronger and I believe you are a strong woman.
xoxo
Megan
@1 funky woman; yes you're right time makes it more tolerable. Like a wound turned to a scab, it only itches from time to time, but will nto completely heal.
My mother was 55 when she passed... too soon. Someone else has her phone number now i wanted to yell at them! But i didn't... I tried to buy her number off my phone company but they wouldn't let me (604-205-5556; isn't that the best number??!!)
So sweet. Your mom was a beautiful woman. I am so sorry that she's passed on. The poem is amazing, and it is so great that you would find that poem when you needed comfort the most.
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