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 on ripened grain
I am the gentle Autumn rain
When you awake in the mornings hush
I am the quiet uplifting rush
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
Feb 23, 2011
Feb 23, 2011 at 8:55 AM UTC
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 on ripened grain
I am the gentle Autumn rain
When you awake in the mornings hush
I am the quiet uplifting rush
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 want to make it clear that I did NOT write this poem, a few years ago I read it somewhere and copied it down because it meant so much to me, I'm not attempting to take credit for it, whomever wrote it is amazing, I just want to spread the message, It really helped me through a hard time and I hope it helps other people going through the same situation.