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 glints on snow I am the sunlight and ripened grain I am the gentle (gentle) Autumn rain Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there, I do not sleep When you awake in the morning hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circling flight I am the soft (soft) starlight starlight at night Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there, I do not sleep