Do not stand my grave and cry

A Poem by Milena Grubor

Everything around me is closing in ,
I cannot breathe,
I am suffocating and all alone,
with no rescue for my soul,

When my body turns into dust,
Do not stand my grave and cry,
Life begins when death arise,
Do not bother my eternal sleep,
I am not the one who weeps,

I am thousand winds that blows,
I am diamonds glitter in the snow,
When you are awaken in the morning hush,
I am soft uplifting rush,