Suresh Anandakumar- 21.10.1953-18.05.2013-Remembered by his younger brother Rajesh Anandakumar and mother Visalam AnandakumarDo 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 starlight at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there; I did not die.I’m the sunlight sparkling on the grains of wheat I’m the cool ocean breeze in the summer’s dense heatI’m as free as the wind that makes the leaves quiver And as alive as the water that rushes down the riverSo do not miss me Because I was never gone I’m with you like the stars That shine until dawnSo please Do not stand beside my grave and cry Because I am not there I have not diedSource: I Am Still With You, I’m Alive, Brother Death Poem