Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am the thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
I am the shining stars at night.
When you awake at the morning light
I am the soft uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circling flight.
My time has come, I am at rest,
I am the sunset in the West,
I am the clouds that race above
where I watch over those I love.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die.
So hear the words that here I say:
I am the Love that guides your way