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 sun 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 circling flight.
I am the soft star-shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,-Mary Elizabeth Frye, 1932
I am not there; I did not die.
Scenes 1-2, Scene 3, Scenes 4-7,Scenes 8-10
Scenes 11-12, Scenes 13-14, Scenes 15-16, Scene 17, Scenes 18-20, Scenes 21-22, Scenes 23-24, Scenes 25-27
Scenes 28-29, Scenes 30-31, Scenes 32-35, Scene 36-37
Intermission (Scenes 1-5)