A Thousand Winds

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there, I do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that blow
I’m the diamond glint on snow
I’m the sunlight on ripened grain
I’m the autumn rain

When you awake in the morning hush,
I’m the swift uplifting rush
Of birds circling in flight
I’m the stars that shine at night
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there, I do not sleep