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 diamonds shining on snow.
I am the gentle Autumn's rain.
I no longer have pain.
When you awaken in the mornings hush.
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of the peaceful wind;
The peaceful wind that always bends.
I am the rush of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there; I did not die.
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