the Grip of Past

The book The Grip of the Past is the memoir of an exile that shaped the destiny of a man who could not let go of his regrets for what had been taken away from him. It is an endearing story of someone who struggles to lead a normal life while hiding his emotional yearnings. It highlights the complexity of human nature and the fragility of life. 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 sunlight 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 circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there, I did not die. (Mary Elizabeth Frye)