Thursday, September 02, 2021

Countdown to Mabon: "Mabon Lament" ~ a poem



 Mabon Lament

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's glint on snow

I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn's rain
When you awaken in the mornings hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circled flight,
I am the soft star that shines at night
I am the ocean's calming waters,
That carries Earth Mothers' sons and daughters

So do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die
And do not stand at my grave and mourn,
I am not there; I have been reborn

~ written by Mary Elizabeth Frye with adaptation by Lady Caer Morganna 



1 comment:

  1. This has long been one of my very favorite poems, and the only one that can bring tears to my eyes. I associate it with my mother's death. Thanks for posting this.

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