"Don't Weep for Me" by Mary Frye

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there.
I do not sleep.
I am the 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 star that shines at night.
Do not stand by my grave and cry.
I am not there.
I did not die.

Valid Questions

When is a deception worse?
Is it when it is accomplished with malice?
How about if it is done for your own good?
What good is accomplished when trust is shattered?

What about intent?
Is the goal noble if you feel good about it?
How about if it was necessary?
To whom?
Really?

Why do I just seem to have alot of questions?
Where are all the answers?