Do not stand at my
grave and weep
I am not there I do
not sleep
I'm not there I do
not die
Do not stand at my
grave and cry
I am not there I do
not sleep I'm not there
I do not die
I am a Thousand
Winds that blow
I am the diamond
glints on snow
I am the sun light
on ripened grain
I am the gentle
autumn's rain
When you awake in
the mornings hush
I am the swift up
lifting 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
I'm not there I did
not die
I am a Thousand
Winds that blow
I am the diamond
glints on snow
I am the sun light
on ripened grain
I am the gentle
autumn's rain
When you awake in
the mornings hush
I am the swift up
lifting 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
I'm not there I did
not die
I am not there I do
not sleep
I'm not there I do
not die