DO NOT STAND AT MY
GRAVE AND WEEP;
i am not there, i do not
sleep.
i am a thousand winds that
b l o w .
i am the diamond glints on
snow.
i am the
sunlight on ripened grain
i
a m t h e g e n t l e a u t
u m n r a i n .
when you awaken in the morning's
hush,
i am the swift uplifting
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.