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 GLINT ON SNOW.
I AM THE SUNLIGHT ON RIPENED GRAIN.
I AM THE GENTLE AUTUMN RAIN.
WHEN YOU WAKE IN THE MORNING HUSH,
I AM THE SWIFT, UPLIFTING RUSH OF
QUIET BIRDS IN CIRCLING FLIGHT.
I AM THE SOFT STARLIGHT AT NIGHT.
DO NOT STAND AT MY GRAVE AND WEEP.
I AM NOT THERE. I DO NOT SLEEP
I'LL BE WAITING AT THE BRIDGE.
-Anonymous
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