Lizzie West "Prayer"
"Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there I do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that flow
I am the sunlight on my own grave
I am a gentle autumn rain
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight
do not stand at my grave and cry
do not stand at my grave and cry
do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there I did not die
(Spoken)
man as yet is half grown
Even his flower stem has not appeared yet
He’s all leaves and roots without a sign of stem in sight
Blossoming, establishing a new pure relationship with the cosmos
It is the sign of heaven.
It’s the sign of the cobra.
It’s the sign of a man who knows himself royally.
Crowned with the sun.
His feet gripping the earth as he goes.
We have arrived.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there I did not die.
I am not there I did not die."
I love listenig to it when I'm in a sleepy and melancholic mood :). It cheers my up though it might seem strange. :)
2 comments:
Hm... it ain't strange at all:) Everyone has their own cheeruper!;)
I know what you mean... It happens very often that I feel the same and then I also resort to such methods. 'Drastic', though they may seem to be, they really help. Incredible, isn't it?
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