The Grip of the 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)