Monday, January 14, 2008

Welcome to Kanagawa

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.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there. I did not die.
Mary Elizabeth Frye (1904-2004)

2 comments:

Take Me As I Am said...

Hum.. andas a ler coisas estranhas quirido! =/

Anonymous said...

É mesmo muito lindo!

Faz pensar =) e chorar!

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