i am not there, i did not die
It’s been an emotional rollercoaster these past few days. I just feel so misplaced, I don’t know whether I should be smiling or crying. Problem is I’m finding it hard to do either at the moment. I am just motionless. I feel exasperated, knowing that there are so many sad things to be crying about and so many happy things to be laughing about. I just feel like I am never able to find the convenient time to do either. So I stand unaffected and passive until I am sure I won’t offend anyone by showing the glints of a smile or a glitter of a tear.
What is the right emotion to feel when you loose someone close?
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 sun 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. (Anonymous)
This poem was wooden framed on my yellow and blue bedroom wall when I lived in London. My mother told me to read it every time I missed someone as it helped ease the pain. She often used to try and explain her view of the perception of life.
So how am I supposed to feel right now? Should I sit and pretend to weep, or shall I smile and tell everyone those famous words, “It will be alright.”
What is the right emotion to feel when you loose someone close?
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 sun 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. (Anonymous)
This poem was wooden framed on my yellow and blue bedroom wall when I lived in London. My mother told me to read it every time I missed someone as it helped ease the pain. She often used to try and explain her view of the perception of life.
So how am I supposed to feel right now? Should I sit and pretend to weep, or shall I smile and tell everyone those famous words, “It will be alright.”