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Non piangere sulla mia tomba,
\nNon sono l\u00ec; non dormo.
\nSono mille venti che soffiano,
\nSono i riflessi del diamante sulla neve,
\nSono il sole sul grano maturo,
\nSono la dolce pioggia autunnale.<\/p>\n
Quando ti svegli nel silenzio del mattino
\nSono la corsa rapida dei quieti uccelli
\nChe si levano a cerchio in volo.
\nSono la morbida luce notturna delle stelle.
\nNon piangere sulla mia tomba,
\nNon sono l\u00ec; non sono morta.<\/p>\n
Mary Elizabeth Frye<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n * * *<\/p>\n Do not stand at my grave and weep.<\/em> Mary Elizabeth Frye<\/span><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":1303,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[38],"tags":[211],"class_list":["post-1304","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-foto-pensieri","tag-mary-elizabeth-frye"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.liberopensare.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1304","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.liberopensare.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.liberopensare.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.liberopensare.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.liberopensare.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1304"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.liberopensare.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1304\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.liberopensare.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1303"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.liberopensare.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1304"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.liberopensare.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1304"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.liberopensare.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1304"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nI am not there; I do not sleep.<\/em>
\nI am a thousand winds that blow.<\/em>
\nI am the diamond glints on snow.<\/em>
\nI am the sunlight on ripened grain.<\/em>
\nI am the gentle autumn rain.<\/em>
\nWhen you awaken in the morning’s hush<\/em>
\nI am the swift uplifting rush<\/em>
\nOf quiet birds in circled flight.<\/em>
\nI am the soft stars that shine at night.<\/em>
\nDo not stand at my grave and cry;<\/em>
\nI am not there; I did not die.<\/em><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n