Do Not Stand on my Grave and Weep ~ Mary Elizabeth Frye

Do Not Stand on my Grave and Weep

Mary Elizabeth Frye

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. 

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God Moves in a Mysterious Way ~ William Cowper

God Moves in a Mysterious Way

William Cowper

God moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform;
He plants His footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.

Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never-failing skill
He treasures up His bright designs,
And works His sovereign will.

Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take,
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.

Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust Him for His grace;
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.

His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.

Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan his work in vain;
God is His own interpreter,
And He will make it plain.



I Have Learned So Much ~ Hafiz

I Have Learned So Much

Hafiz

I
Have
Learned
So much from God
That I can no longer
Call
Myself
A Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim,
A Buddhist, a Jew.
The Truth has shared so much of Itself
With me
That I can no longer call myself
A man, a woman, an angel,
Or even pure
Soul.
Love has
Befriended Hafiz so completely
It has turned to ash
And freed
Me
Of every concept and image
My mind has ever known.



It Might Have Been ~ Ella Wheeler Wilcox

It Might Have Been


Ella Wheeler Wilcox


We will be what we could be. Do not say, 
    "It might have been, had not or that, or this." 
No fate can keep us from the chosen way; 
    He only might who is.


We will do what we could do. Do not dream 
    Chance leaves a hero, all uncrowned to grieve. 
I hold, all men are greatly what they seem; 
    He does who could achieve.


We will climb where we could climb. Tell me not 
    Of adverse storms that kept thee from the height. 
What eagle ever missed the peak he sought? 
    He always climbs who might.


I do not like the phrase, "It might have been!" 
    It lacks all force, and life's best truths perverts: 
For I believe we have, and reach, and win, 
    Whatever our deserts.


Those Who Do Not Dance ~ Gabriela Mistral

A crippled child
Said, “How shall I dance?”
Let your heart dance
We said. 

Then the invalid said:
“How shall I sing?”
Let your heart sing
We said 

Then spoke the poor dead thistle,
But I, how shall I dance?”
Let your heart fly to the wind
We said. 

Then God spoke from above
“How shall I descend from the blue?”
Come dance for us here in the light
We said. 

All the valley is dancing
Together under the sun,
And the heart of him who joins us not
Is turned to dust, to dust.