I am not there..

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 that glints on snow.

I am the sun on ripen grain,

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning,

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.