Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep

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 glint on snow, Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there- I did not die. I am the sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain, When you awake 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. (When you awake in the morning's hush,) (I am the swift uplifting rush,) (birds in circled flight, stars that shine at night,) Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there- I did not die. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there- I did not die.