Testo di 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 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